Speak.
What good are ears if mouths don’t deliver?

(What good is my love if you won’t consider?)

I don’t know if my silence has given it away by now. Hell, I don’t even know if you’ve noticed how I sometimes can’t think of a word to say to you. 

But I try. Lord knows I try.

You know, i can’t look at you and not think “what if”. I wonder if the same things plague your mind at night. It’s only been a few days, but the yearning is burning me to my core.

Here’s to hoping that I grow a pair before it’s too late
(And that I don’t choke on said pair if/when I find out it was all in my head)

So this happened ♡

Finally got to record something with the lovely Joyce Pring! Guys. Just. Guys. That voice, though.