Walking the streets of Montmartre

When I was walking alone, I wished that I can reach the end of the road. 

But when you walked with me, I wished the road would never end 

because I would rather be lost with you 

than reach the end without you

And so it is

I am no bird 

and no net ensnares me 

I am a free human being with an independent will . . .

Yours Alone

You can seek the advice of others, surround yourself with trusted advisers. 

But in the end, the decision is always yours, and yours alone. 

And when it's time to act, you're all alone with your back against the wall. 

The only voice that matters is the one in your head. 

The one telling you what you probably already knew. 

The one that's almost always right.