“How lonely it is with tears and heartbreak for company.”

You introduced me to secrets.

What a magical spell those stars cast, making us believe we were written for them.

I have nothing to say and I can’t help but think that says a lot.

I prefer daydreams to those at night. It’s more fun to use my hands.

Sure, we could have kept going, but the chance of finding a gas station was zero.

You were all I ever wanted and nothing I could have.

Every day we don’t speak is one day closer to the day we will.

How beautiful she is to have tears as unapologetic as the rain.

I’m not looking at my phone. I’m looking for you.

Whether this ends in a moment or forever, I will carry you always.

I will never let go of your letters; the last tangible pieces of you.

You chose me to forget her and I chose you to love.

Whisper it to me in poetry.

The devil on my shoulder has a lot to say about you.

I’ve run out of pain, which is to say, I’ve run out of words.

Let’s kiss under the moon and make the stars jealous.

If someone breaks your heart, just punch them in the face. Seriously. Punch them in the face and go get some ice cream.

Sadness diminishes a man’s powers.

Our lives are like the wind or like sounds. We come into being, resonate with each other. Then fade away.

Do not be too hard, lest you be broken; do not be too soft, lest you be squeezed.

It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.

Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.

I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week.

It’s hard to care when no one loves you.