“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.”

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.

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.

My words are my weapon they are sharper than any sword.

Would you come undone with me?

It happens in the quiet when that buzzing in the back of my mind fades out and I can’t do anything but simply feel.

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.

Gentleness is stronger than severity, water is stronger than rock, love is stronger than force.

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.

May your love never end and if you need a friend. There’s a seat along side me.

Loving you is what I’ve learned so easily but trying to forget you is the last thing I could hardly learn.

Don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens – The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.

To me that’s a reflection of love, when someone can see you enjoying yourself, and want to participate, or want to encourage, or want to help you to do something that you enjoy.

Beauty does not bring happiness to the one who possesses it, but to the one who loves and admires it.

He who is alone is happy. Do good to all, like everyone, but do not love anyone. It is a bondage, and bondage brings only misery. Live alone in your mind – that is happiness. To have nobody to care for and never minding who cares for one is the way to be free.