I adore grey troubadour, Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all? Grave robber, brave Robert, sometimes I wonder why I ever jumped in? I did not fall. They fell for me. They chose the fall. They followed me…. Read More ›
Day: March 6, 2019
“Do you love me?” He asked. “I’m not going to write a song about it, if that’s what you mean.” She said.