“I am the weakest when I’m close to you. I am the strongest when you are close to me.”

This is what the heart wants. This is what the head won’t get.

Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.

Answers will bring you home, but questions – they’ll take you everywhere.

And every time they have touched me, my skin has asked if its you.

Feel, so you can heal. Heal, so you can feel.

And despite it all, we dream. That is our greatest resistance.

Nothing born of sun and storms is ever weak in any form.

It could be the end of a story. It could be the beginning.

And then there’s you: my greatest reminder that god is a poet, too.

Tell me a love story that begins with when you met yourself.

The hardest part of living the dream is believing you are.

I told the night everything about you. It smiled, and said, “stranger dreams have come true”.

Who knew the shortest nights would stay with us the longest? – solstice.

The best memories are the ones where I remember you and nothing else.

It is about learning to move with your grief, and dance.

And if it ends today, know that it was without a doubt, always you.

True art comes from flying with the madness so close you burn your eyelashes.

The weather never stays too cold when the mother stays close

All hustlers have the understanding that when one door closes, another will open.

I closed my eyes held my face towards the sky and prayed inwardly for strength to grow. And suddenly it began to rain.

My closest friend is myself, although he may lie to me, at least i know the lies to be true.

I want those forehead to forehead moments with eyes closed deeply. So deeply that the world disappears and every scent of you leaves an imprint on my mind.

Be with someone who loves you with eyes closed. No surface distractions.

To live without philosophizing is in truth the same as keeping the eyes closed without attempting to open them.