“I know loving you has consequences. In silence from a distance and alone.”

We are strangers again. And what a beautiful thing that is.

I don’t know much about love. But he really makes my heart smile.

Your name suffocates me.

I am now empty. And you still look at me as if I have more left to give.

It is a loud war to love you in silence.

What’s enough really? I just wonder if I’ll ever stop breaking.

I can’t get back the time I’ve wasted trying to make you stay. What matters is that I left.

I want to fall in love. But it’s not easy. Finding a soul like yours never is.

You can take my heart. But you should know, It’s not whole.

I wish it were easy. You know to be brave. And look at myself without quickly wanting to turn away.

I built bridges that never once led me back to you. I just didn’t realize you were the one breaking them.

I don’t know who I am anymore. And maybe that’s okay. What if, this time I can be someone who doesn’t believe in love anymore.

The best thing we built together was our end.

Love me through your eyes and let your skin follow.

I could hear my heartbreak. And instead of screaming, I listened.

I must have been out of my mind to believe pain wouldn’t leave any scars.

I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream.

I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream.

Morality has got nothing to do with the politicians. Simply, because the straight line is considered by them as the longest distance between the two points.

There’s a hell of a distance between wisecracking and wit. Wit has truth in it; wisecracking is simply calisthenics with words.

Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!

Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!

Distance unites missing beats of two hearts in love.

We can only see a short distance ahead, but we can see plenty there that needs to be done.