Just because Im not forever by your side doesnt mean thats not precisely where I want to be.

If you dont receive love from the ones who are meant to love you you will never stop looking for it.

My heart only ever had one thought one want. One need. Despite all in spite of all...All my heart has ever wanted is you.

I dont know what they are called the spaces between seconds but I think of you always in those intervals.

I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears your smiles your kisses...the smell of your hair the taste of your skin the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life...to lie in your arms as I take my last breath.

They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same but I dont think its possible for you to miss me as much as Im missing you right now

Sometimes when I look at you I feel Im gazing at a distant star. Its dazzling but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.Maybe the star doesnt even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.

Only now in rhythmic waves was she struck by her stupidity her blindness her estheronautiness and above all her longing the insult of the power of her longing and she knew very well that is was these shortcomings that had made her so eager to interweave in his story the threads of her secret dreams of candor and of painful purifying honesty of a generous togetherness in which everything was possible. For a moment with all that had been spun and stabbed and defiled within her her face took on the expression of a frightened abandoned girl who lunges out to bite who lives unimaginably close to the skins surface ready to be drawn out like a final plan of retreat.

Longing whether for a passion or person is one of the most powerful yet painful emotions there is. It can drive you to its source under the most extreme conditions or it can cripple you from obtaining your dreams. When it comes to the pull you feel always go after it if not itll eat you alive.

My dear boy looking like a thing has little to do with being a thing. Be the thing first and you will grow to resemble it.