The leaves have turned yellow. They are about to fall, blown away by the wind, lost beyond finding.
My heart is lost. I cried, and you left too.
Does it hurt?
I remember that night very clearly. I was drawing "The Pirate". It was a plaster cast that was easy to sketch, but I spent a long time on it. The sketch paper was nearly worn through from all the erasing.
When I first saw your name, I thought you wrote w-inds song
Will you stay with love at first sight forever, or will you be a childhood sweetheart??