“Look at what our love has done, its seized the fire from the sun.”

Theres no shame in needing softness if your heart speaks in flowers.

She was a walking poem. A thunderstorm of emotions demanding to be felt.

The depth of your soul cannot be reached by those afraid to swim.

Though life will always change let your light remain the same.

How strange that our hearts heal from the same thing that broke it -love.

The heart will welcome destruction to avoid tasting loneliness -why we stay.

Hearts watered with love grow into flowers.

Your hands find me my skin has been waiting for this, for hands that speak with tenderness.

When you finally let go peace begins to flow.

All the grey and gloom was colored by the light she bloomed.

Nothing can bury you if you have the strength to grow.

The rain that’s been so heavy, is only a reminder of the harvest that’s coming.

The darkest night always ends in morning light.

Never forget your power, for in your heart you yeild flowers.

Let the stillness wash over you and bring a silence to the storm.

We travel great distances to find ourselves when we need to only look within.

In your soul I see all your perfection.

My love for rock kept me alive. It lit a fire in my soul reminding me of my strength to set the world on fire.

Don’t strive to become more. Strive to become whole.

My heart is like the softest thing you will ever know.

Use your heart to love somebody. And If your heart is big enough, use your heart to love EVERYBODY.

It’s time to love and that is pretty much it.

The starting block for people who are going to stay in love is mutual submission.

People are only capable of loving you as much as they love themselves.