What I know about living is the pain is never just ours Every time I hurt I know the wound is an echo So I keep a listening to the moment the grief becomes a window When I can see what I couldn’t see before, through the glass of my most battered dream, I watched a dandelion lose its mind in the wind and when it did, it scattered a thousand seeds. So the next time I tell you how easily I come out of my skin, don’t try to put me back in just say here we are together at the window aching for it to all get better

In your arms I forget what the yarn knows of sweaters. I forget how to hold myself together. So if I unfold now like a love letter tell me you'll write back soon. Tell me you'll still come untethered.

Fear is only a verb if you let it be. Don't you dare let go of my hand!

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

Our insanity is not that we see people who aren’t there. It’s that we ignore the ones who are.

You never wish on shooting stars. You wish on the ones that have the courage to shine where they are.

I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousand separate heavens for all of my flying parts