“Just keep waking up, dragging yourself out of bed. It will get better.”

Find my hand in the darkness and if we cannot find the light, we will always make our own.

I believe in love at first sight but I will always believe that the people we love we have loved before.

Let it go, just let it go, but if I set down that weight what will show my arms they are strong?

And the sound of my smile will be the alarm clock to your morning ears.

I’ll never ask you to be anything other than exactly you.

She is she alone, and never needs help from me to be all she is.

I will wait, I am waiting, and I will love you with all the love I posses until this body is ash and I begin my search for you again.

All I know, all I can comprehend of the mathematics of a life, are the times your hand is inside my hand, and the times it is not.

Some days I wake up and all I feel are the fractures in the flesh that covers the only me I’ve ever known.

Look up more than down. See more than say. Listen more than speak. Hope more than dread. Believe more than criticize. Yes more than no. No more than maybe. Laugh more than cry. Love more than hate. See. More. See.

I would love to say that you make me weak in the knees but to be quite upfront and completely truthful you make my body forget it has knees at all.

I find you in storms, I feel you in the lightning, I miss you in rain.

You are exactly Precisely and perfectly What I waited for.

Will you tolerate the strangeness inside of me, the quirks of my soul?

Are they beautiful? The lines left from suffering, Scars of emptiness.

When I’m an old man, I don’t want to count the years, we forgot to share.

Discreetly, moving along the waterways and four seasons of the faithful sun.

Journeys are the midwives of thought. Few places are more conducive to internal conversations than moving planes, ships or trains.

I think that what we want to do as we continue to move forward is look at the various points that have been made.

And if we win, then everyone can be considered successful and we can move uptown together.

I have the right to express myself. Once we get through expressing, do we really move forward in society.

We cannot move forward or will not move forward if we are divided.

We`re going to continue to move forward and fight.

I feel like when I was an adolescent, and felt so unworthy of love and so empty, I moved outside of myself.