“In the end you learn when to let go and when to hold on.”

Was I too soft, or was the world too hard?

A story of modern love- two people neither wanting to text first.

Deep down you always knew.

Despite everything I’m glad we met.

You were my dream and the problem with dreams is that you always wake up.

I looked at you and felt the stars go out in my heart.

Find the one you can talk to, when you can’t talk to anybody else.

Your eyes stole all my words away.

Half the world is carrying a broken heart, half the world is dreaming of being put together again.

Maybe one day we will travel the world together.

The memories won’t die but I will.

I exist too much, I feel too much, think too much. Reality is crushing the life out of me.

I pretend it doesn’t bother me but it’s tearing me apart.

And I’ll miss you, without saying a word.

I told the stars about you.

I loved you even when it hurt.

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you’ll end up with a face full of rain.

In the end, I find my influences or inspirations where I can.

Sometimes, love feels like a life or death situation. Losing true love is pretty much as bad as it gets, other than actually dying or losing good health. Most people know that. Most people can relate. It’s like the end of the world.

If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.

Life begins where fear ends.

It is our sacred duty to recognize the unending and immeasurable sacrifices our military families make in support of their loved ones and for our country.

It would be wonderful if I could see the end of civilization during my lifetime.

I knew you tried to change the ending.