“But when the morning arrives we will be all right.”

I was broken when you left but I’d be equally broken if you stayed.

I am sorry for all that I have put you through my dearest heart.

Stop chasing dreams that are made for someone else.

Take your time I’ll still be here whenever you need me.

I may not speak loudly but my dear that is why I write.

If I’m not your type please don’t try to mould me into her.

Welcome the compliments, you deserve them more than you believe.

Every obstacle along the part is a part of your story.

You are not required to make yourself digestible for others.

If you always look out for me I promise to always look after you.

A love forged from nostalgia is one left longing for more.

Do you ever search for me in new places.

Sometimes you need to go alone.

Make time to enjoy the things you love most.

Let your passions guide you to wherever you are meant to be.

How can I be too much and not enough at the same time.

Maybe the social value of truth is as a destination – so long as we do not assume we have arrived there.

Those who have arrived at any very eminent degree of excellence in the practice of an art or profession have commonly been actuated by a species of enthusiasm in their pursuit of it. They have kept one object in view amidst all the vicissitudes of time and torture.

If you meditate and the Devil comes, make the Devil meditate.

It seldom happens that a premature shoot of genius ever arrives at maturity.

That which prematurely arrives at perfection soon perishes.

It always comes back to you, when I turn away you’re in my rear view; life twists and turns arriving at pastures new, but still it always comes back to you.

The waves of life arrive in rhythms, the tide goes in and out the moon shines in prisms; see its natural to feel the ups and downs for you’re life itself hidden or found.

Love arrived when I least expected it. And just as quickly as it came, left me without a warning.