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

Please don’t apologize for everything you’ve worked so hard for.

Maybe I expected you to be something that you were just never going to be.

You make me feel like a teenager in love again.

Reveal every detail of how you feel to them with eyes wide open.

You don’t have to do any more than the bare minimum today.

If your dreams fade over time maybe all they need is to evolve.

Today I let the intrusive thoughts in, so that I may live a better tomorrow.

A part of you lives within me so that I never feel too far from home.

Choosing to take a break doesn’t mean you have failed.

If this is all the energy I have then I reserving it for myself.

I am searching for a love that is just a little old – fashioned.

In a world that glorifies being tough choose to be soft.

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.

The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.

I laughed out loud and shook my head, “You’re crazy!” He nodded, “About you.

When you follow your soul you lose the control, as conditioning falls away the world becomes less loud; but then your soul tribe appear the ones who also vowed, to ensure the depths of their hearts found.

I have a lot of faults. I often interrupt in meetings. I talk too loud. I talk too fast.

Silence is a loud language – weapon of the wise, solace of the tired hearts.

Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.

I have friends come over and we read plays out loud and I make paintings and I just do things all the time just so I don’t ever feel like I’m sitting around.

The quiet hearts speaks the loudest prayer, hoping someone would hear.