“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.”

It is hard to not feel broken when it is always quiet enough to hear your pieces rattle.

There will always be light, and I will never stop chasing it.

I promise you I will try harder to be better. I have battled with things inside me for longer than you know; I do not know what they are or why they are there, I only know that they feel manageable, defeatable, when I am around You.

For us there is only one wish to be adventurous pioneers and find ourselves at the end.

Sometimes the only way to catch your breath is to lose it completely.

You are the poem I never knew how to write and this life is the story I have always wanted to tell.

Don’t come to me with a flimsy boat and expect my seas to be calm.

Come crawl atop me and we will spend the daylight buried in kisses.

In the space, the pause between this breath and the one that follows, you have made a home inside me.

You are the habit that I will spend my lifetime trying not to break.

We too can rise up, We too can float like lanterns To a better place.

Because of you I can feel myself slowly but surely becoming the me I have always dreamed of being.

There is more light than darkness, there has always been.

Photos I’m not in and memories we don’t share, haunt my lonely eyes.

I will never, ever believe in the words “too late” because it is never too late to be exactly who you wish, do exactly what you should, say exactly what needs to be heard, and live the exact life you should be living.

I care not about lost firsts, but I will fight, knuckles bloody and teeth sharpened, for your lasts.