He checked out of hotels, into mental wards.
In five minutes, I’ll know whether I live…
He fell asleep wondering if she’d ever know.
The grim fog clung to the sun’s rays.
Child Protection arrived in the middle of things.
He followed the clues to his utter doom.
He diffused bombs, but died of a papercut.
The senate hired a dictator to make decisions.
The blood from his boots speckled the carpet.
He smiled the last time at his divorce.
She smiled the last time at her wedding.
His stuffiness heralded a long and fruitless marriage.
The robin returned but without bringing the Spring.
Then she lost him in the crowd… finally.
He could not handle the arrows of celebrity.
He found hope in all the wrong places.
They wished him well, but did not help.
The actress broke her leg on opening night.
The redundant backup failed with the primary one.
“Someday… I’ll find love.” “It’s standing right here.”