I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.

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

A doctor once told me I feel too much. I said, so does god. that’s why you can see the grand canyon from the moon.

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.

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

Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.

You are not weak just because your heart feels so empty.