A girl, she’s Tiny. She is beautiful and she knows it, not from arrogance or magazines but because she trusts herself. This is hard, not cute.

We had a small bed so there was room for the keyboard. While I wrote he wore headphones so I just heard clicks. After writing I’d bring a book to bed and he’d take the headphones off. One song on loop. Sometimes I was sleepy so don’t remember anything else.