“We all have a song, a place, and a person. – The unforgettable.”

That’s the thing about hope. It hides in all the darkest places.

And in the quietest moments, I miss your silence.

Are you afraid of their potential? or you just unaware of yours.

Your heart has no reason to lie to you.

If you’re growing, trust me, you’re still young.

Even in the smallest whispers, love always echoes back.

Stop holding so tightly onto your love. The wind knows where it needs to go.

You, when I’m afraid, and you when I’m brave.

Its amazing how you return everything the world takes away from me.

And in the quietest moments, I miss your silence.

Are you afraid of their potential? or you just unaware of yours.

You, when I’m afraid, and you when I’m brave.

This is what the heart wants. This is what the head won’t get.

Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.

Answers will bring you home, but questions – they’ll take you everywhere.

And every time they have touched me, my skin has asked if its you.

There are castles everywhere filled to the brim with stories swallowed by the wind and long forgotten.

Somewhere while loving you, I forgot to love myself.

Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?

When we search for what we want Why do we always forget What we have?

I was blinded by the desire to be wanted that I forgot how to love myself.

I am always forgiving too easily as if I have forgotten the way it hurts.

I saved a spider from death. Stuck on the smooth white curvature, Almost drowning in the bathtub of regret. Eight eyes looking up at me, a face he will never forget.

I do not fear death. But I do, a deathbed regret. Life is a blink of an eye. One day forever closed, lest you forget.