“Would you remember me for a day or four, or will I live with you in your heart, at the core?”

Morning coffee is a ritual best performed alone.

Modern-day love stories are born not out of love, but a tired mind and a restless heart.

We are not the mightiest in the skies, but we are all fireflies.

Ghosts exist as thoughts, and some of them are hauntingly beautiful.

You exist in colors that don’t exist, like memories that are mine but all yours.

We hold on to people like stars on a moonless night.

Be like the crescent moon, far from full, but shining nevertheless.

I love you more now that you’re a memory.

There is no greater sorrow than that of a soul, moving through the tunnels of hope, holding on to the beautiful past while drowning in a pool of darkness all alone, all alone.

The lone tree that stood in my garden.

Let the memories remain warm, even when everything is cold.

Fly like a butterfly in the fields like they did in the time of yore, fly like a butterfly in my heart like you never did from the time of yore.

The heart is known to provide solutions from time to time. Listen to your heart.

I miss the warmth, the morning coffees, and you.

A page in my book will always blank in case you come back.

We are all stars in someone’s space.

The Law is for the proud and the Gospel for the brokenhearted.

Protect your heart and soul from the anxious lies of your thoughts. Stay in the light, stay in the truth.

My heart I give you, Lord, eagerly and entirely.

When God designs to forgive us he changes our hearts and turns us to obedience by His Spirit.

I want to understand my heart. I seek to learn it’s language.

I don’t know whether anyone will care to examine my heart, but if they do, they will find two words there- ‘social justice.’ For that is what I have believed in and fought for.

The path to the Truth is a labour of the heart, not of the head. Make your heart your primary guide! Not your mind. Meet, challenge and ultimately prevail over your nafs with your heart. Knowing your ego will lead you to the knowledge of God.

It’s okay to be sensitive. That’s what happens when you have magic in your heart.