Millions of pages cloaked in dust and inspiration and wisdom.
One of the many reasons I love libraries. Everyone is lost and not wanting to be found in a library.
Denial has rented a room in my head and frequently stomps around slamming doors.
Sometimes the best thing about us isn’t what we’re gifted with, but what we can make others feel just by our very nature of existing.
Not the way he looks, but specifically the way he looks at me threatens my inhibitions. It’s all greedy yearning.
Right now in this space, I feel a brand new pull to him. I’ve always been drawn to his features, his brilliance, his laughter, his passion. But right now I’m attracted to his pain. It makes him human....
My dark secret is I’ve always wished I was Gatsby. As heartbroken as he was and as horrible a fate as he endured, I admired that he loved. It’s a difficult thing to do.
Wars are won from a wink, a gesture, an event that transpired a millennium before the battle. Humanity has always been saved by small acts; the ones where someone gained a piece of their own puzzle, n...
I know how it fees to plead. I know how it feels to wish someone would give you a chance to help them.
Tears ache in my throat and each time his lips caress mine I’m closer to the dam within me bursting open. He’s undoing me, tearing out my demons with burning strokes of his lips and the salty taste of...
Rarely does the truth set us free. Usually it chains us to the earth like a ghost.
Regret swallows broken men whole. Acceptance builds them anew.
Unconditional love is something people achieve once they’ve given themselves over completely to someone. Once they’ve decided that no matter what the other person does, they will always love them.
People who make mistakes are in the best position to make better choices.
When a heart breaks a substance spills out like cement and pours through the bloodstream, hardening everything. In time, I know my heart will mend and the rock inside will crack and crumble away. But...
If my time loving you has taught me anything, it’s that love grows with every returned smile, every second of communal silence and every word exchanged. Unconditional love is built and when it’s finis...
You know, sometimes even when two people love each other the universe still conspires against them, forces them apart.
Travel makes existentialists of us all.
I’m an anchor and he is the sea and I sink into his tenderness as he presses my hand to his heart.
Don’t make loss in your life make you a loser.
