“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.

Feel, so you can heal. Heal, so you can feel.

And despite it all, we dream. That is our greatest resistance.

Nothing born of sun and storms is ever weak in any form.

It could be the end of a story. It could be the beginning.

And then there’s you: my greatest reminder that god is a poet, too.

Tell me a love story that begins with when you met yourself.

The hardest part of living the dream is believing you are.

I told the night everything about you. It smiled, and said, “stranger dreams have come true”.

Who knew the shortest nights would stay with us the longest? – solstice.

I’d learned that some things are best kept secret.

When love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.

I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.

Death is a challenge. It tells us not to waste time. It tells us to tell each other right now that we love each other.

Dare to think for yourself.

What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family.

I don’t want to be the next Michael Jordan, I only want to be Kobe Bryant.

Love was a country he knew nothing about.