Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever me
I admit she had a little madness. but I didn't care. she was magic and I was on the edge. she wanted to fall and I wanted to fly. and somewhere in-between we lost direction in our heads. we collided. and I lost my heart on impact.
Poem text Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain
All frustrations are self-induced. The outside world can invite us to become upset, but we ultimately accept the invitation. - Don't let others add to our frustrations. Choose to be proactive not reactive.
The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice ironically their virtues make them vulnerable the are often wounded sometimes destroyed, ernest hemmingway
No one can tell what goes on between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side." ~ Stephen King, The Stand
I used to build dreams about you. Now I build dreams, but I know that they will never come true, so it's not as painful. When you stop having feelings for everything and everyone, dreams seem billions of miles away- impossible.