“If drowning taught me how to swim, this fall will teach me how to fall.”

If you don’t understand your own heart why should I trust you with mine?

I’m chasing old feelings because tomorrow has yet to show me anything better than you.

You made me feel crazy for wanting to be loved like it wasn’t the thing you promised to do.

Don’t become the thing that hurt you.

I need you to need me like water and not just in moments of thirst.

Poems and pictures blood and light everything worth feeling twice is bound with such a price.

You know the marks of my skin better than anyone else. I’d be lying if I didn’t say you’ve made a few yourself.

The spilling of blood is payment for the joy that is to come.

Its been a while since a new face learned my favorite things.

I can take care of myself but still its nice knowing you love me enough to do the same.

If fire wasn’t bad enough the gods gave us love so if flames failed to burn us down we had each other still.

When you’ve been hurt so many times every reaching hand looks hungry not helpful.

I am tired of being the frontline to other peoples war if i must die today may it be for myself.

Your happiness doesn’t need permission from someone else.

She undresses like honey In a half emptied bottle, it is warm it is good it is god.

Down to earth but she stayed an angel.

I have often wanted to drown my troubles, but I can’t get my wife to go swimming.

I’ve never been so lost and it feels like I’m drowning.

Either the jump or the drown, loving her has always readied me for the fire.

In the end the salt calls the ocean home; and I guess this is why drowning has always been a part of loving you.

If my competitor were drowning I’d stick a hose in his mouth and turn on the water.

I can’t swim but if my girlfriend was drowning, I’d still dive in to save her.

There is an ocean of silence between us, and I am drowning in it.

I’ve been living with this fear that if my eyes start to tear, they will be drowning me.