“Who knew feeling hollow could be so heavy.”

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.

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

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.

Fragments of my love will live in you for eternity.

Sometimes I lay down at night and wonder if it’s time to lay down my life.

Your love left me simultaneously whole and in pieces.

I suppose therefore that all things I see are illusions; I believe that nothing has ever existed of everything my lying memory tells me.

The Bible is very easy to understand. But we Christians are a bunch of scheming swindlers. We pretend to be unable to understand it because we know very well that the minute we understand, we are obliged to act accordingly.

To know that we know what we know, and to know that we do not know what we do not know, that is true knowledge.

Be grateful for these storms, my child, for they carry lessons that transform our souls.

Filled with sorrow yet empty.

Violet is the color of the deepest dreams the synonym of too much love. Violet is the pain we willingly let in and the promises we’ll never break.

Generally speaking, the errors in religion are dangerous; those in philosophy only ridiculous.

There is something immensely dark about wars, they give more reasons to destruct and fewer reasons to reconstruct.