I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.
Maybe I hope too much. Maybe I dream too much or maybe I love too much to just give up on you.
Death is the easy part, the hard part is living and knowing you could be so much more then youβre willing to be.
She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.
I arrived, I saw humans and I saw through their faces. Nothing ever changes but the light in their eyes. For I too have buried my demons today, without knowing what might remain beneath the face of tomorrow.
To love is to soar in the wild unexpectedly.