“I don’t know what I’m looking for in life, I just have this feeling it looks a lot like you.”

Your soul is like fresh snowfall. And I want to be the one that leaves an imprint through it with each step that I take deeper into the depths of who you truly are.

Touch you with no skin only with my eyes speak with no words only with my mind.

Color my life with the paint of your madness.

I just hope that when I die my body is full of scars telling a beautiful life.

It’s funny how some people can make you feel alone and be right next to you. While others can be thousands of miles away and still make you feel connected.

Don’t lose faith in me, my dear. I will always desperately love you.

Let’s call an Uber, I don’t think either of us is in any condition to drive. You a little drunk off me and me just totally intoxicated from you.

We forget hoe easily it is to love when things are good.

Nothing easier than being who you are.

I don’t want to be the water that puts your flame out. I want to be the wind that fans it to it’s full potential.

Learn from the past. Live in the present. Prepare for the future.

I don’t want words that are said. I want words that are meant.

I want those forehead to forehead moments with eyes closed deeply. So deeply that the world disappears and every scent of you leaves an imprint on my mind.

We live in a world where too many minds are distracted while their souls are asleep.

I’m not here to boost your confidence with compliments. I’m here to figure out why you won’t open up. I rather see what the problem is, within the sea of broken promises.

Be with someone who loves you with eyes closed. No surface distractions.

Whatever you think, be sure it is what you think; whatever you want, be sure that is what you want; whatever you feel, be sure that is what you feel.

There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.

How nice – to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.

Never feel shame for trying and failing, for he who never failed is he who never tried.

The key to happiness doesn’t lay in numbers in a bank account but in the way we make others feel and the way they make us feel.

I loved the feeling of freedom in running, the fresh air, the feeling that the only person I’m competing with is me.

I felt like there was something I needed to do – speaking to kids and sharing my story with them and helping them understand racism has no place in the minds and hearts of children.

And always I have this feeling-which may not be true at all-that I am being used as a messenger.