“It might feel like sparks to you but to me it’s fireworks.”

Whatever it is however bad I’m so glad you’re still here.

You were the star in my life but now its my time to shine.

I hope one day your paper cranes grow up in dreams and fly away.

I shouldn’t have to dream of losing you to hold you all closer in the morning.

It may have killed the cat but curiosity is what keeps me alive.

Open your eyes to the bottomless sky that teases omnipresence and know that you are my beyond.

You danced the fine line between graceful and reckless and this is what I wake to wait for.

I spy a life on fire and taken for granted by me.

Needing leave clumsy me – spilling mustard on my sleeve as cover-up for all the talk of love.

You and your sea glass green kaleidoscope eyes have always been my kryptonite.

We’re outsiders- you and I- we could almost be brilliant.

I hope your lemonade tastes like young summers and old times.

Things will change – that’s the best and worst of it.

The world knew it couldn’t break you unless you listened to it talking shit thought and broke yourself.

I dream of you in constellations.

And there in the mirror staring into your shadows eyes red nosed and mascara freckled you’ll recognize yourself again.

Every fool has a reason for feeling sorry for himself.

I have never in my life been more eager to welcome change. Surviving a transition of this magnitude feels powerful.

He is extremely loyal to his friends, but he is tougher than anyone if he feels betrayed.

When you’re dead, you don’t breathe, you don’t see, you don’t feel, you don’t love.

I think when you know what you are going to wear, it fits and it’s great material, then you feel confident in it.

To be fully alive is to feel that everything is possible.

It feels amazing to be a part of the rhino conservation story in India.

I am focused on racing. I enjoy it. It’s a great feeling to be back fighting for the title.