“And we find ourselves stuck somewhere between a daydream and reality.”

I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.

It will never be like the way it always was.

Don’t you get it? I’d live and die for you. You have my heart locked in prison. And yet you are my greatest source of freedom.

Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.

The adult heart beats differently.

Quiet, that’s how I go when there’s a lot to say.

Rip out my heart. Dissect the atriums and valves. You’ll find nothing but love pouring out.

It’s not so much about seeing the light as it is feeling the light.

She dances with the darkness and becomes the shadow of the night.

Your essence, so pure. Even from across the room. I want to savor every last drop. Maybe you could heal the devil in me.

I have a heart full of feelings. But a mouth devoid of words.

I am full to the brim with words. A message in a bottle lost at the sea. Yearning to reach the shore of poetry.

It’s strange where we find ourselves years after being in a completely different place.

It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.

You are the color amidst the grey.

Run free little soul. You were never meant to be constrained.

There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.”

Call no man happy till he is dead.

You don’t miss the water ‘til the well runs dry.

Just remember; someone loves everything you hate about yourself.

He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, And he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere.

He lives as though death shall never come to him – but dies in a way as if he were never born.

Don’t be afraid to see what you see.

It is a strange thing ,that every child is born with a closed hand , and every body dies with an open hand.