And it is silence that she hears, the silence of lost years that have no voice left in them.
Music & SilenceThe trick was forgetting about what she had lost ...and learning to go on with what she had left.
Love in the AfternoonSo you're going to have to ask yourselves on simple question: Which one of us is speaking now?
Lost in a Good BookFunny, how it took a little bit of pain to remember that certain parts of yourself were alive.
Let's Get LostMy whole life had split in two: Smith and not Smith. I liked the Smith parts of it so much better.
Let's Get Lost