“Your absence is the loudest presence I have ever known.”

I love you, and I’m so sorry I don’t know how to.

Poetry was my gateway drug to you.

Please be gentle with me I am trying to forget what I can’t remember.

Let me teach you the language of love you’ve never spoken.

Love me or leave me but don’t leave me in love.

I am laden with body memories from lifetimes I don’t remember.

I’m not unreasonable I just think it’s very reasonable you would fall in love with me.

It seems to me a cruelty beauty and tragedies are lovers.

I’ve only ever wanted to be new.

She was always falling in love with the complexities of the human heart.

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.

I am not absentminded. It is the presence of mind that makes me unaware of everything else.

Total absence of humor makes life a total drudgery.

In order to thoroughly enjoy anything, one must feel the absence of it at times.

Eternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time, and sometimes it seemed to me that her abandonment touched that strange mathematical point of endlessness, a point with no width, occupying no space.

Happiness is not the absence of problems; it’s the ability to deal with them.

Everything disturbs an absent lover.

Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.

Sometimes life knocks you on your ass… get up, get up, get up!!! Happiness is not the absence of problems, it’s the ability to deal with them.