“Looks of desire meant to be alluring, but look sad and searching.”

Love may require letting go of everything to deepen our love.

Tastes and preferences change with time, But I fall in love with you daily.

Love yourself through all storms, calm moments and boredom – know you deserve love.

So when you’re sleeping, I try so hard to sleep too- for more time with you.

Love inside you that no one else can ever know – reserved for you.

Always choose love- you may not be loved in return – love may still find you.

Healing will come from within, but I’ll make sure you never feel alone.

So don’t be afraid – you were meant to rise above your ceiling of doubt.

Fill all the spaces between the broken pieces of you – with patience.

I still think of you and that’s okay as long as I keep on moving.

Doing the right thing often requires patience that tests your intent.

Knowing what you want, but not living that way – as motivation waits.

Everything you’ve done may be undone for you to accomplish much more.

Letting go of you finally taught me what it meant to truly love you.

Giving up your life to live for someone else will sacrifice true love.

You are everything to me, that includes every broken piece of you.

People are in control of their choices and sad to say we are not chosen.

Press your ear to my chest and listen where a heartbeat should sing you will hear the melancholy songs of tired whales.

Don’t be sad, don’t be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief – your time for joy will come, believe me.

What can be considered human emotions? Surely not only lyricism, sadness, tragedy? Doesn’t laughter also have a claim to that lofty title? I want to fight for the legitimate right of laughter in “serious” music.

I pocket grief and it beckons me like a lover.

Her sadness clung to her like a cloak in the whitest of winters.

I may soak up your sadness and sorrows but how I live for your joys.

Resolve to be thyself: and know that he who finds himself, loses his misery.