“Lovers. They only come close as she lets them.”

Nothing but the taste of silence touching her lips these days.

I have tried this letting go part and ended up holding you closer then before. – everyday.

The trick to enjoy this, and see it as a part – of the process.

Love is a mix tape, a blend of lovers part of the same romance. – the romance is you.

Avoidance. Probably the worst dance. – Complicated.

I remember many songs of september but mostly I remember hers.

Imagine her to be more then just – a dream.

I still come here it somehow comforts me – to miss you.

Well it looks like the sun set on us like it set on the orange sky – as the thunder rolls.

There is something extraordinary about watching her inhabit the world. – and sometimes she catches me staring.

The depth to her sea proved to be stronger than any mans current.

Quite literally she had time on hand, while staring at the lines in her skin. – Sketches of a maze.

Empty. Like a vase without flowers – it felt.

How, love and addiction can have similar strains – of attachment.

One can easily make the mistake to lose yourself – incompletely.

Sometimes we send out our signals and then the universe responds. -recovering the satellites.

The more humble, needy, and subdued you are before Allah, the closer you will be to Him.

The more open with ourselves we are, the closer we are to others.

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.

Each strikeout brings me closer to my next homerun.

For them to see you shine, you must stay far away, for you are just like the sun, when you are too close, you light makes them blind. And when you are too far, they seek you. So let them seek you.

You shouldn’t get too close to the truth, because then maybe you stop being funny.

Maybe you’re the reason why all doors are closed, so you can open one that leads you to the perfect road.

A young nurse is standing close behind me wondering whether she is being drawn by my power or her charity.