let me tell you i'm in love with you. let me tell you that the first thing i do when i wake is think of you. let me be completely honest about this-- about what you mean to me.let me take it there wit...
you need to be careful with me.i fall in loveand i fall in love forever.
From darkness; take me unto Light.O God! Help me today, make my maiden flight.From sorrow; give me the strength to break. And help me to love and to care.From darkness take me unto Light.O God! Hear m...
Where Do You Show Up to Share What You Have to Offer?When You Love What You Do-You Share It Daily
Not words. nor laughter. but rather someonewho will fall in lovewith your silence.
Twas noontide of summer,And mid-time of night;And stars, in their orbits,Shone pale, thro' the lightOf the brighter, cold moon,'Mid planets her slaves,Herself in the Heavens,Her beam on the waves.I ga...
there is something magical and addicting about going somewhere, being alone, and finding yourself in parts of the world you never knew existed, finding parts of yourself you never knew you would find.
Every moment of the nightForever changing placesAnd they put out the star-lightWith the breath from their pale faces
We are all a little broken, looking for something whole to hang on to. But sometimes, what seems whole is even more broken than we are.
When she smiled at me, I felt unborn poems stirring within.
She got inside me with her story. I could feel her flowing in me and far, faraway I related in parallel. Her smile was a reflection of my own brokenness. It defined buried feelings that I could never...
through the rose glass window in their beautiful new home, you stare at the love you gave away.
Humans will never be in charge of this world, as long as dust and weeds do as they please.
I'll gladly settle for amnesia if I had to live in a world where I couldn't remember how much you mean to me.
it is hard not to count the hoursi have left with you.it is hard to be here now--knowing everything between uswill come to an end.
We write about love like we should be bound in padded rooms.
the glory of the protagonist is always paid for by a lot of secondary characters
the hope is smallbut it is everything.
We left dents on each other. Mine was in her heart, and hers was on my car.
I touched curiosity,I kissed sin, I felt regret,And I was forgiven.But life won't let me forget.