Memories grow from my head, memories fall to the floor

Memories I colour and cut and explore

Bicycle, London, spider, and the framework of evolving ambition

The clock clucked and sand sifted down down

Perhaps the search itself was what I had been looking for after all

Meet me at the Milky Way?

The present hurts, the past’s a lie, the future’s already a misgiving

For even Heaven demands death.

Is the unrequited love I left behind, a world that could’ve loved me back?

Wear your heart on your sleeve,

I have a knife up mine

A glittering ball, a face, and a feeling that overtakes it all

Prayers went up, the sky fell down. But where was God, if not in Heaven?

If the sun is also a star, what stops me from wishing upon it?

She was his compass… but what guides a compass?

I tried to ignore the ticking clock, but it came for us anyway.

I’ll save you, if you save me, too.

Dawnlight and a smoky room. Is the glass half empty, half full, or drank to the dregs?