“I strongly feel cure of any heartbreak is good coffee and bookstore reading.”

Your eyes are my favorite book where all of my comforts lie.

She belongs to the sky for how her eyes sparkle like the stars reside in them.

Art is mostly a long stroll in the wilderness of one’s own heart.

To see her smile is to look at all the flowers of the world blossoming at once.

You already have yourself and that is pretty much all that you need in life.

Just admire her heart you don’t have to necessarily understand it.

It’s in the wilderness where the most rooted trees grow.

Home is you, me and, the road with books for life.

Love looks good on you never let them make you feel otherwise.

Just look at the sun who leaves with a smile so his love could shine.

In this wild world, flowers remind us we can blossom and still be soft.

If I were to die and become the star I would just twinkle to see you all the time.

You remind me of a poem I always wanted to write but never had the words to do so.

A river that flows holds no grudges so you don’t either.

Speak of happiness as flowers do even when it rains.

you are wine I could do without but don’t know how to.

Can someone tell the birds she’s gone. They’re still singing for her and it’s breaking what’s left of my heart.

How hard it must be to love someone so broken.

I build a world inside you I shattered when you left and took it with you.

Truth- I am broken. Dare- Love me anyway.

Maybe there’s a world out there where you and I find each other and it doesn’t end in burning flames or broken hearts.

Some days, all of it aches with beauty.  Others, it all just aches with you.

I long for You so much I follow barefoot Your frozen tracks That are high in the mountains That I know are years old. I long for You so much I have even begun to travel Where I have never been before.

It’s always been hard for me to walk away from people I love when I’ve grown to become reliant on even some of their most harmful traits.