“And I refuse to apologize until the very end for the way that I feel – my feelings are valid too.”

Sweet oblivion please come and carry me off to freedom, at last.

Will you stay up late with me tonight? sit quietly while I write you into a piece of art that will be a marvel for the ages?

Night moon shines down on us reflecting our kindred souls colliding.

You are the season of love, light and endless grace awe excludes from you.

And I knew something was deeply broken inside me when you gave me the most glimmering of compliments and I still could not bring myself to muster even the faintest of smiles.

Now the fireflies do more justice with their light than we ever did.

And all the sorries I imagined you would say was just apologies that never came.

And even if a short while from now you take off to inhabit some cloud way above cloud nine I’d still rather stay grounded and watch the stars from here.

There is beauty in endings, for they are simply our new beginnings.

And I will continue to be like the sun falling yet rising every single day.

It’s too good to be true things are bound to go terribly wrong at some point – whenever things are going good for a while.

Anxiety sucks creeps its way into your brain and decides to stay.

If we die now what will all this have been for? mere clasping at straws.

Make your peace with those things that start a war within you.

Now I just say my words bleed from wounds that never healed.

Strength runs through our veins that’s why even when we fall we always get up.

Today, scientists sound the alarm on other environmental dangers. Vested interests still hire their own scientists to confuse the issue. But in the end, nature, will not be fooled.

I think I ended up being the scarlet woman partly because of my rather puritannical upbringing and beliefs. I always chose to think I was in love and that love was synonymous with marriage.

The endings won’t end you.

I don’t have to play the song all the way to the very end – I use it while it’s good and while it’s cool and while it’s exciting, and then I get out.

Ghosting is an expression of extreme anxiety and fear of intimacy. As much as it hurts to be on the receiving end, please know it was never about you.

The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.

Perhaps one day, all these conflicts will end, and it won’t be because of great statesmen or churches or organisations like this one. It’ll be because people have changed. They’ll be like you, Puffin. More a mixture. So why not become a mongrel? It’s healthy.

We are the opening verse of the opening page of the chapter of endless possibilities.