“But doesn’t it hurt to feel so much and pretend not to?”

Believe me when I say that I will find endless ways to make sure you know what a prize you are.

She doesn’t need to be alone to be lonely. She doesn’t need to speak to be heard.

Yes, she has more than a few regrets. And if you don’t, then you should probably live more.

There’s a big chasm between him telling you you’re a priority versus him treating you like a priority.

Do not mock a pain you have not endured.

You know what’s sexy? A real conversation.

She refused to let what hurts bruise her memories.

We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.

And I swear to you, she was so beautiful I had to keep reminding myself to blink.

Find someone who can hear you even when you’re silent.

Tears are quick to dry and certain pains never heal, sometimes what she says hides more than it reveals.

I miss hearing you smile over the phone.

I could sooner count the stars than list all the things I love about you.

She stopped pretending to herself that she was anything other than what she was: was more than enough.

Wait for the one who doesn’t stop pursuing you, even after he has you.

Because I will never let you fall asleep wondering if you’re enough.

A sudden happiness catches me unawares. I feel it trickling into me, and my eyes go liquid with gratitude and hope.

Everything else you see and experience in this world is effect, and that includes your feelings. The cause is always your thoughts.

Doing music is time consuming, will drain you, and stress you out at times. But in the end if you love doing it, and you’re putting out music you’re proud of, it will never feel like work. It’ll just feel like love.

Everything else you see and experience in this world is effect, and that includes your feelings. The cause is always your thoughts.

Doing music is time consuming, will drain you, and stress you out at times. But in the end if you love doing it, and you’re putting out music you’re proud of, it will never feel like work. It’ll just feel like love.

Everything else you see and experience in this world is effect, and that includes your feelings. The cause is always your thoughts.

Doing music is time consuming, will drain you, and stress you out at times. But in the end if you love doing it, and you’re putting out music you’re proud of, it will never feel like work. It’ll just feel like love.

Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.