im still learning

“Honey, my earth is merciful. You understand? / I call you mine not as ownership but because / you are a part of me.”

“Absence, the highest form of presence.”

“September days have the warmth of summer in their briefer hours, but in their lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn.” 

I have my mother’s mouth and my father’s eyes; on my face they are still together.

And what’s the use of talking, if you already know that others don’t feel what you feel?

At the end of the day, the only questions I will ask myself are… Did I love enough? Did I laugh enough? Did I make a difference?

A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything I do.