“Let it go, just let it go, but if I set down that weight what will show my arms they are strong?”

I am made from the creaking beams and rusted nails of a lonely vessel on a lonely sea. I am covered and coated, dusted with old salt water and the frail residue of moonlight.

Please don’t break this heart, it’s endured so very much, it survived the fall.

Rise and find the grace, for it is all around you.

Adventure lives a whisper beyond our comfort zones, just half a breathe after No turns into Yes.

Oh what we see when we finally stop looking.

I would rather wear honest tears than the most beautiful and elaborately faked smile.

Lay down your roots now, let them wrap tight around mine, sink deep in the soil.

Wherever I am, whatever I am doing, you are in it all.

I stare at your lips and fall in love with the way they form what you say.

Was I born patient or have the years of waiting taught me to be?

All we can control in this silly and wildly perfect life is the love that we choose to give out without any regard to ever getting it back in return.

I would rather hurt, and walk through the flames you leave, than never feel you.

If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me too.

Do you think it possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?

The morning coffee reminds me of your waking I stir to find you.

I am a sinking ship made of unsinkable parts.

The most foolish mistake we could possibly make would be to allow the subjugated races to possess arms.

And I would lie on your chest for hours and dream about the world in your arms but your thoughts were in another world.

We have a tendency to fall for broken things thinking we can fix them What if we just gathered all the pieces into our arms and loved them just as they are?

Peaceful dreams find me pull me from reality in their arms I land.

And maybe my arms have grown too tired to hold this but my eyes will never stop searching for miracles.

Just you and only you. You fit so perfectly in my arms, in my bed and between my legs.

In the world full of chaos, being in your arms is the only place where I can find peace.

She used to sleep listening to his heartbeat on his arm.