Can't escape the echo of the ideals



My life,
J

We scratch our heads, wondering how we got here

 
He drives all night to keep me warm, cause I'm frozen. My heart is open, here in this cage.
My darling, my dear. 

What's written in my head is only stories I can't tell. The earth began to rise, and all I feel is the sound of your heartbeat. 
 
 
 
The story of my life,
J