A thousand miles seems pretty far But they’ve got planes and trains and cars I’d walk to you if I had no other way

  Hey there Delilah What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away But girl, tonight you look so pretty There are places in the world, of all types and all kinds. Those scenes so beautiful and breathtaking, those valleys hell-hound and horrible. Places have feelings about them, because of the memories they…

And all I loved, I loved alone

And so hollow does it feel. With every breath I intake I can feel my deserted insides. As if someone carved out the contents, leaving me void and vulnerable. Yes, it felt like that. I could feel the wooden shavings lying around me, chipped off from a wooden body, undoubtedly my own, so painfully my own....I might have…