“When did our love become a war we had to fight to keep?”

When you’re feeling doubtful, remember that an idea set forth with hard work can create miracles.

If I feel everything, is that a gift or a burden?

We couldn’t be friends because God knows we were meant to be lovers. Doomed to never belong to each other.

When everything feels a little less real, life becomes all the more frightening.

We were more than merely a product of luck, we were written by the gods.

It’s always the right time to let go of anything that feels wrong.

I don’t know how to leave what has already left me.

I knew it was from the heart because I cried as I said it.

Foolishly hoping you return with a kiss.

Even in my dreams, you’re unsure.

My heart holds your name like it’s the only thing it knows.

He is the love of my life, but not in this life.

I’m a temporary being consumed by a lifetime of fantasies.

Anxiety is on the run and depression sleeps in the next room.

A broken heart will make a poet out of you.

I suffer in the “almost” of things. Almost there, almost right, almost yours.

I fought, I fought harder, but one cell at a time, panic crept into my body, taking me over.

I’ve had to learn to fight all my life – got to learn to keep smiling. If you smile things will work out.

Losing doesn’t make me want to quit. It makes me want to fight that much harder.

You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass, nigga.

Let each dawn find us courageous, brought closer, heeding the lights before the fight is over.

I will fight for my children on any level so they can reach their potential as human beings and in their public duties.

I’m not used to crying. It’s a little difficult. All my life I’ve had to fight. It’s just another fight I’m going to have to learn how to win, that’s all. I’m just going to have to keep smiling.

The fight isn’t over – it’s just begun. It’s time to suit up for a battle that might determine the war.