“I’ve come to see that life does not only exist where you do. There’s sense of life here too.”

If there’s anything I’ve learnt so far, it’s that to love others, you should give them space to breathe.

And it scares me that if I ever get my wings, I might not know where to fly to.

I am grieving a connection that never really happened, a dance of souls that only lasted one day.

Maybe that’s why it was so easy for you to break me, you can always tear the pages of an open book.

When she laughs, her soul floats outside her body and I can touch it.

I wish I can still hold your hand like I used to. I wish you were still alive.

You touch me and a thousand different particles come alive beneath my skin.

I shed skin after skin, seeking my true colors, expecting a rainbow or a stripe of black, but all I get are maps of red. We are all human underneath.

Sometimes I feel like I’m only a drop in your ocean and the waves will soon carry me away.

It was always your dreams we focused on, you never thought I’d have dreams too.

You feed me poison in a spoon of gold and I always ask for more.

You pull away and suddenly I have more room to grow.

Maybe if you hold me tight, our love won’t be as shallow.

And when you win all wars of life, there will remain one you must lose. Time.

Nothing hurts me more than when I tell you to leave me alone, and you do.

A year has passed, and even after all that has changed, I know one thing hasn’t. I still want you.

I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence

The miracle of your existence calls for celebration every day.

Love and help all the children, all the days of your existence. They need us.

You must see with eyes unclouded by hate. See the good in that which is evil, and the evil in that which is good. Pledge yourself to neither side, but vow instead to preserve the balance that exists between the two.

Do not help your jailers to pretend that their jail is your natural state of existence.

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.

Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them – we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.

Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think that you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.