Wait. You think Im going to die Thats why you slept with me

After all these years I see that I was mistaken about Eve in the beginning it is better to live outside the Garden with her than inside it without her.

Dont go far off not even for a daybecause I dont know how to say it - a day is longand I will be waiting for you as inan empty station when the trains areparked off somewhere else asleep.Dont leave me even for an hour because thenthe little drops of anguish will all run togetherthe smoke that roams looking for a home will driftinto me choking my lost heart.Oh may your silhouette never dissolveon the beach may your eyelids never flutterinto the empty distance. Dont LEAVE me fora second my dearest because in that moment youllhave gone so far Ill wander mazilyover all the earth asking will youcome back Will you leave me here dying

Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep and when its over you feel like you dont have any bones left to hold you up.

Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.

It happens like this. One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else--closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel--one sent to you for some higher purpose to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them--even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering--the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.Though here is a word of warning--you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isnt to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.-------------------------------------------------Its so dark right now I cant see any light around me. Thats because the light is coming from you. You cant see it but everyone else can.

Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then however much later it is finally happening to you youre falling to the floor crying thinking I am falling to the floor crying but theres an element of the ridiculous to it you knew it would happen and even worse while youre on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didnt paint it very well.

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

Though lovers be lost love shall not And death shall have no dominion.

As mothers and daughters we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine keeping me straight and true. She is my blood making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.