“Days are scrolls: write on them only what you want remembered.”

In this wilderness, Mankind is the animal I fear.

The irony is that he broke the only person he never wanted to hurt.

I will wait, I am waiting, and I will love you with all the love I posses until this body is ash and I begin my search for you again.

Nothing is permanent not even your pain.

Do not insist me to let you go, you come half hearted like a crescent moon, and you go heart-filled like a full moon which glows.

I want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.

It seems strange how we look in the same mirror, yet what stares back, is so painfully different.

Do not measure yourself by success, failure, or a degree. Measure your life by the dreams you have.