“We will always be an open ending, a beautiful perhaps.”

I hope I never see you in my rear-view, I hope you stay on the horizon.

The road’s been long but I made it to you.

You were never my love story, you were always hers.

Your hands don’t feel like home anymore and it’s breaking my heart.

We are all just wanting bones and stardust skin trying to find our way home.

I am sad about the things I did to make you want me.

She built her castle at rock bottom.

I am terrified that I am destined for almost.

I am messy when I am in pain.

I dream of all the places we never made it to.

There is something extraordinary in this space between our skin.

In another life, you kept your word, and forever’s still ours for the taking.

I am not proud of the things I did when I was hurting.

How can I be homesick for a life I haven’t lived?

You were a beautiful chapter, but not my last.

It was an adventure, wasn’t it? You and I.

If in any divination the Tenth Card should be a Court Card, it shews that the subject of the divination falls ultimately into the hands of a person represented by that card, and its end depends mainly on him.

Too many pieces of music finish too long after the end.

As one thing ends, another begins and I learn oh, I learn change is my constant friend.

We can see the light at the end of the tunnel. We just need to keep battling. We’re a team that has stuck together through the good times and the bad times. Our reward is near.

My end goal is just to do projects at the end of the day that I’m proud of.

I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.

You’re alive only once, as far as we know, and what could be worse than getting to the end of your life and realizing you hadn’t lived it?

When people don’t like the way a play ends, they’re likely to blame the play.