I remember not wanting to get out of bed, and everyone yelling at me to stop going to sleep so late. But it wasn’t that, I was not tired at all. I was sad, I was so very sad that even getting out of bed seemed pointless to me. It was hard, being so sad that it became a struggle to get up in the mornings.

I know. I’m very hard to talk to. I realize that.

You took away my fears and crushed it with the collision of our love, but then again you gave me a new permanent one. A fear so devasting sometimes it takes my breath away. A fear so strong it grips my heart. A fear that makes me look at you like you’re the hidden treasures in the seven seas. A fear that mirrors all the weakness inside me. You, you’re the one I fear my love. To lose you that is.

I’ve changed since I’ve known you. Not because you made me into someone else—but because you showed me a path I’d never paid attention to, and I chose to follow it.

Before you kiss someone for the first time, just wait. Take a second to look at them. They are so new, so unfamiliar. Right now you don’t know how they taste, how their hands will press against your skin, how they’ll breathe. You won’t see them like this again. Look at them wanting - the apprehension in their eyes. They don’t know either. In their mind you are uncharted territory. Isn’t that special? Keep it. That’s how you’ll never lose them. Every so often afterwards look at them through these eyes. Don’t lose that wonder. Don’t lose the spark.

My heart is lost when all it is looking for is peace.

“There exists, for everyone, a sentence - a series of words - that has the power to destroy you. Another sentence exists, another series of words, that could heal you. If you’re lucky you will get the second, but you can be certain of getting the first.