“Come sleep in my heart. Make a home of it there.”

The battle between emotion and logic is most brutal.

Before I met you, I had a lion within me.

Emotions are such complex concepts to understand.

The light found me in the palm of your hand.

I’m dancing on the edge of throwing it all away.

Your smile is a delicacy.

No one told me how hard it was going to be to find myself.

The tip of my tongue is a tireless sword that I defend your name with.

I adore all of these stolen moments with you.

You started forest fires beneath my skin.

The love I have for you burns faster than a forest fire.

Does fully moving on actually exist? So far, I haven’t found it.

I want a man willing to hike mountains for me.

You can’t put love in a locked box, it’s not a stagnant thing.

Let the music fill the empty patches of your soul. And heal you.

You are the sand that doesn’t stick when I am dry and sad.