“Know that in your darkness, there is light beaming beneath the door. Giving you hope for what’s on the other side.”

I pined for the whole of you, but all I ever got was half. I waited and gave you twice of me-yet still it wasn’t enough.

The silence was broken with the music of your pain, but with every note i could see a part of you healing.

Whiskey lips and sunset trips to places we always spoke of, wind in hair we had no care for what tomorrow was made of.

I believed in the magic we made, but you were the magician and i was merely your puppet on stage.

Why not accept your beautiful mess? and care a little less?

Some of us will touch the sky, others will cradle the moon and some will enter a whole new galaxy. What a fortune.

The trauma, lies and pain, you chose to forget, are the ingredients for the greatest triumphs yet.

Undo the buttons that close the fabric of my heart, with care. Its fragile fibres have been ripped out too many times to bear.

I started to see shadows everywhere the light fell, I guess i hoped one of them would be yours waiting to share the light with me.

Never be afraid to quench your own thirst, sing your own song or put yourself first.

Your air fuels the last of my burning embers, for one final fire.

I am more than this skin I am in, And once you see that, we all win.

You were the flame that ignited in the presence of my air, But that didn’t mean our fire wouldn’t starve in the cold of our reality.

In the end, I closed our book and never dared to read it again.

If i could spin around your axis just one last time, That sunrise and sunset would be enough of a forever to satisfy me.

In my head i built a ladder, to reach the moon and stars, with you.

We aren’t bodies at all; who we are is the love inside us, and it is that love alone that determines our value. When our minds are filled with light, there is no room for darkness.

God spoke to me.” Don’t let the voice of the darkness, tell you that you are not worth that God would not speak to you. Don’t let him tell you, you don’t matter. God spoke to you.

Being in darkness and confusion is interesting to me. But behind it you can rise out of that and see things the way the really are.

It doesn’t matter if a cave has been in darkness for 10,000 years or half an hour, once you light a match it is illuminated.

It’s the attitude about life, man. Looking at the light instead of the dark. Looking at love instead of fear.

I’ll see your darkness and love you anyway.

If you are afraid of darkness, you are afraid of your own soul.

I never liked sleeping in the dark. I have, like, twinkle stars around my bed, so it’s not so bad.