"I felt I was on fire with the things I could’ve told you. I just assumed you eventually would ask."

When someone stops saying hello, I don’t see that there’s any need to say good-bye.

It all means more than I can tell you. So you must not judge what I know by what I find words for.

You won’t understand this now. Later, perhaps. When you are older. When you learn that life is not only about the choices you make. That some of them will be made for you.

Knowing someone isn’t coming back
doesn’t mean you ever stop waiting.

I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.

The world has a serious shortage of both logic and kindness.

But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?

We always worry about the wrong things, don’t we?

At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.

I have learned now that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.

I mean, the people I have loved in my life have never been easy to love. I’m not used to normal. I’m used to disaster. I don’t know, as messed up as he is, he’s also sort of exciting, sort of a challenge. I’m accustomed to working for love.

To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.

How boring these emotions are that we’re caught in and can’t get free of, no matter how much we want to.

Life is hard enough as it is without choosing someone difficult to share it with.

Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.

November 20, 2012
and she is everything you wanted her to be
November 14, 2012
it’s safe to say they’ll never understand
I’m not really sure
How much of me I can lose
So I could find you

I have always 
placed you before me,
and then I wonder why 
I’m never noticed by you - 
the back of your head
doesn’t have eyes.

And so,
even with all your faults,
I still love you -
by default, and by choice

I need to stop 
blaming my heart,
for the mistakes 
my head made.
In retrospect,
I need to stop 
blaming my head,
for the things 
my heart said.

I’m so rich, I can afford another heartbreak.

November 29, 2012
and I torture myself wondering if you’ve ever felt it too

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