“And you were probably just one of my stories, still made up in my mind. Again.”

He sets fire to my soul and I have never felt so alive.

Do we really love each other or are we trying to fix two lonely, broken, and lost souls together?

And I ask myself, How can you love a broken girl?

I come from the sky and the stars between them only speak of you.

Because it’s you. It is always been and always will be.

One breathe. One-touch. One kiss. And I feel. I feel alive.

Because the most painful wars are the ones we lead against ourselves.

You seek in me your haven of peace and I seek in you my demon’s haven. My haven of fire.

And yes, It’s true, When I miss you too much, I ask the stars about you.

He is the danger and my soul loves it.

And maybe to love each other too much we destroy ourselves.

And just like that, he told me that I was beautiful. Without knowing all the wars I wage against myself.

It’s okay. Because in the end, I know why I did this.  For love, for love, and only for love.

Just because you haven’t seen how wonderful, beautiful, and special she is, doesn’t mean no one else will.

And just like that, he took my hands, looked me in the eyes, and told me that I was all he ever dreamed of. What he’s always been waiting for.

You don’t realize how magical a moment is until it becomes a memory.

But we can aim too high. Or too low. Or too chaotically. So we fail and live in disappointment, even when we appear to others to be living well.

It is my firm belief that the best way to fix the world – a handyman’s dream, if ever there was one – is to fix yourself.

Dreams shed light on the dim places where reason itself has yet to voyage.

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

Kiss me before my eyes surrender to dreamless nights because how can I dream when I live in one?

Let me follow my dream. Let me follow my queen.

What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?

Don’t ever let pride stop you from your dream. When we humble ourselves we can step out to what is seen.