Give me all your good words;
I have none of my own.
Give me all your I hearts and scream cheese and welly wells.
Give me all your yesterdays and save your tomorrows for a rainy day.
I have no need for the Other right about now.
Write about then.
Freeze time in the screenshot, live a life that smiled with a young girl's face,
Bring her back so the rest of us can see
What she saw in the way your hand
Touched Joey's face.
Just for once, let the Way that can be written