I'm not really angry at you.
I'm just angry at myself for not doing anything.

My breath is normal,
when you're not around,
but when I hold you closely,
it's never to be found.

I don't think that you know who we are, but we know who you are!

It takes my breath away!" that's all that I can say.

If you dream of becoming perfect, you never will.
Be satisfied with being imperfect and that will make you perfect.

Endless seas, mean endless adventures.