My Life

I offer you peace. I offer you love. I offer you friendship. I see your beauty. I hear your need. I feel your feelings.

A thousand dreams within me softly burn

…At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined…

I hope we never need whisky to talk about our deepest scars or darkest secrets I hope we can talk about these over a morning cup of coffee and see each other in the bright sunlight I hope we never need darkness to hide.

I only hope you find someone that loves you at least the half as I did.

No words quite fit the hunger inside of me for you. I do not long for one thing. I do not long for your arms around me. I do not long for your soft voice and your beautiful smile. I do not long for your ideas and your words. I long for it all. I long for you.

Live to the point of tears.

I’m going to tell you something: thoughts are never honest. Emotions are.

…old wounds opened like complicated flowers in the night.

If she was so terrible to you, why do you keep her picture?” she said. ‘It’s like a man who’s been shot wanting the bullet for a souvenir,’ he said.

But time does not always heal all wounds. Time demands answers and new wounds reopen old ones.

We don’t even ask for happiness, just a little less pain.

Sometimes you’re meant to fall in love with someone only for the lesson never for a lifetime.

Leave the world alone…Complete surrender. Not my will, but thine. This is the highest teaching of any system. When you give up your ego, totally surrender, and allow the powers that be to direct you, and guide you, and take care of you and unfold as you, everything will work out.

As you dissolve into love, your ego fades. You’re not thinking about loving; you’re just being love, radiating like the sun.