pardon me for my absence.
never wanted to leave,
as i started to sing this glory.
a fragile hope,
of an approved notations of musical beauty.
dear love,
your love is a verb here in my room.
you are deep in my mind,
in my soul.
and i said to myself it was wrong to treat you bad.
last night you told me it's so wonderful what we had.
and the draft saved at 4.11 am.
i wrote your name in my heart as the second i found you.
holding your hand,
is a dream come true.
- he says.
