“You and I are sand in an hourglass and I can feel our time running out. But baby for you I would turn this world upside down just to start all over again.”

Don’t be a match to someone else’s candle because, in the end, you’ll both burn out.

Money doesn’t buy happiness but it does buy enough wine to drown out the memories.

I hold entire constellations within my soul but all he saw were the stars in my soul.

Some days it is exhausting to simply exist.

I’m afraid someday my words will run out so I spend every waking moment trying to capture the human experience in purple prose.

I want you he says but you are not mine, She smiles and she says I am not his either, I am my own.

I took my demons put them in a jar and kept them on the highest shelf so that you could never touch them.

You smile brighter when you think no one is looking.

I call myself a poet but I don’t have words to describe that feeling that I get in the pit of my stomach when your hand brushes against mine so purposefully accidental.

You threw water on my fire when I was looking for gasoline.

If he was the flame then I was the moth and I would burn with a smile on my face.

I have mastered the art of smiling when all I want to do is scream.

Maybe in another life, you say but I am stuck loving you in this one.

Our paths crossed and our stars did too.

He was a wildfire burned bright and fast and free.

‘We need to talk’ – A four-word horror story.

Sometimes you feel like a very small drop in this huge ocean.

Why not make an end of it all? My life is a succession of griefs and bitter feelings. What is death? A very small matter, when all is said; only a fool would be concerned about it.

We, as Unitarians, may feel that the world is coming our way.

For the first time I feel an inner emotional security. There is reality and dependability. My life revolves around Richard and the baby.

I feel like all my songs slept-on. I’m not complainin’, but I just wanna drop more heat.

I really believe that I’m gonna blow up. It’s how I feel.

Anyone who has taken the oath I have just taken must feel a heavy weight of responsibility. If not, he has no conception of the powers and duties of the office.

I have an instinct for music, or a feeling about it, and I’ll have my feelings guide my hands.