“I breathe you in and I can’t help but exhale love.”

Hold close everything that makes you unique.

I’m brave in feeling, if nothing else.

If I’m honest I will never love anyone the way that I love you.

Whatever makes you feel the sun from the inside out chase that.

I can’t wipe the missing you from my eyes.

I have no purpose. I’m just light and art and love.

I guess it’s true, goodbyes aren’t just endings but beginnings too.

How is it in my sleep I still miss you.

Sometimes the light gets in and I’m more than this skin.

It will only get heavier the longer you carry it.

You cannot become unbreakable if you have never been broken.

Soft hearts bleed kindness, like broken hearts bleed love.

With you in my arms I forget the pain in my heart.

I will wait for you like a star until I burn out too.

Let love be the reason you do the things that you do.

With change comes the chance to fall in love with yourself again.

For every breath that catches the attention of my lungs – I am grateful.

More breath than mind. More moon silk than sunbeam. More bone than break.

When faced with a crisis, do three things: breathe, pray and be kind.

The best books are those which lift us to a higher plane where we breathe a purer atmosphere.

You are a living breathing museum.

Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.

Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.

I am mystic bones and a curious heart. Pain and joy and stardust skin. A sacred soul container. Time and space and matter and illusion. Expansion and contraction. A breathing universe.