“I hope in my next life I am able to heal the pain I caused you.”

I know the way isn’t clear hold steady anyway.

And sometimes love looks like choosing.

Your lies were so beautiful that I miss them more than you.

Let me show you just how bad good love can be.

I fear I am and will always be the river emptying into your sea.

I was perfect until I broke.

You only knew the parts of me you accepted in yourself.

I am so sorry; you see, I wanted to love you, but I had to be free.

My darling, how lonely it is to love you.

You were a nightmare I never wanted to wake up from.

I am jealous of the wind because she gets to touch you.

I would die for you it’s true if I could only learn how to breathe around you.

I want to catch snowflakes on your tongue.

Formless I take shape beneath your fingertips.

The sadness in her eyes was more beautiful than any sunrise.

You told me you were only human. What I wish I had told you was that I was looking for humane.

Injustice in the end produces independence.

Be a mirror, absorb everything around you and still remain the same.

Some need a whip and others a pat on the back and others are better off when they are ignored.

When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.

Nothing can drag you down if you’re not holding on to it.

Sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together.

Happiness comes from you. No one else can make you happy. You make you happy.

When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.