“There’s a weight to it, this missing you.”

You were an ocean and I never did learn to breathe underwater.

I didn’t believe in forever. But I did believe in you.

What if love just isn’t enough.

I can’t imagine a universe where she is anything other than a masterpiece.

Maybe the universe breaks people in different ways so they fit when they are together.

What a terrifying thing it is to heal.

The embers of us no longer keep me warm. But they still set fire to everything they touch.

Some days, all of it aches with beauty.  Others, it all just aches with you.

To survive is to drag yourself from the water and forget what it is to swallow salt.

Please don’t let me sleep. I’ll only dream of her.

You are more than the things that have hurt you.

Of course, you don’t know how to love me. I’ve never known how to do that, either.

She lost herself, a little, in that darkness but returned with stars beneath her skin.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s just that I don’t want to.

I miss you. By which I mean I’m jealous of the soil that gets to hold your bones.

These days my bones are shifting, trembled things. I am more earthquake than anything.

Unbroken hearts tell no stories.

After you, I never found my way back home.

Broken glass taught me there is something so beautiful in shattering.

When you left, you set me free of pain. A pain I didn’t know I carried in me, until then.

Somethings that break you end up healing you.

It breaks my heart that some of my fans think that because they love me and they idolize me, they have to be just like me and dress like me and act like me.

The tests of life are not to break you but to make you.

Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.