I gave her chancesPlenty of chancesChances to act and walk and talk and breatheAnd treat and wound the way sheShould.We had our chance, and we blew it through a paper straw,Watched it blow away like litter in the wind.Shoulders hunched, spine aching,Back breaking with the weight of the world.I am in her arms, her head lies dormant on my chestSimply a breath away from the press of my lipsTo skin...

The sun is envious of the way she glowsAnd the moon whispers her name every night like a prayer, a plea Curl up in my craters and never leaveI, of course, cannot blame them, For planets align when she parts her lips,Each tooth Oscar Wilde’s tombstone,Covered in kisses from every great lover, and IAm still foolish enough to believe that she could love me.Why would I be worthy of the girl who pla...

Moment of infatuation dissolved into the air, and dilutes within my bloodstream, as you walk away with an unreadable smile.It may not have been a smile, but I would not know. Now that the distance is undeniable, I will never know what it entailed.Unexpected encounters, they make my day, but also possess the power to crush me right down.My mind lingers and expands into utterly pointless thought...

Badlands SummertimeYour eyes were as blue as the South Dakota skies and, I, wouldn't have the words to describe how I felt when you sighed.I didn't have the words,I didn't have the language.I didn't have the words, I didn't have the nerve. I didn't have the nerve. Your eyes were the deepest blue that I'd ever seen. But you spent all summer on his arm,That ate at me. You said to call you Frankie...

Old computer animations and space race footage pair very well with Instant Crush’s vibes.