Just burn all the memories, too many names and information.
Shadows on the floor in the kitchen.
Still trying to not be naive.
Going to New York, leave this behind in AZ.
I needed to know what type of people I'd deal with there.
I'm now overly cautious. I try not to be head-strong.
Terrified.
I'm not wanting to stare, but why you haven't cracked open yet has me amazed.
I tried to be there, but you pused us away.
Resilient. Big-time. Ahead-of-your-time.
You are. I am.
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