There were never words created that can accurately describe how much I love you, how i feel about you… I can only describe a limitless expanse… an entire universe with which to love you.

I’m on the phone ask tomorrow

there is i vast difference between the pain of getting shot, and of losing the one you love. I am most sure that getting shot, feels much better than the latter.

but I am also a lot more that words cant say. words cant convey my voice, or my touch, words only paint as good a picture as i can make them to. and i am...

There is a thing, like a bird, weak and fluttering within my chest, i cradle it and care for it as anyone should an injured thing, yet, i silently pray for it’s death.

after a break-up people always claim that things will get better, and in fact they do… but not because we in fact ARE better but that the pain, has beaten every last ounce of feeling...

the true shadow is not made by darkness but of light.

I’d rather live a thousand years of hurting with you close at hand, than live for ten days knowing you’re gone