Every you, every me. Fractals. Fractures.
We just want to walk. Our legs need to move to keep our minds from collapsing.
It is its own form of conversation -- you can learn a lot about people from the stories they tell, but you can also know them from the way they sing along, whether they like the windows up or down, if they live by the map or by the world, if they feel the pull of the ocean.
We love and we feel and we try and we hope.
The minute I knew I was in love was the minute when there was no question about it.
Falling in love with someone doesn’t mean you know any better how they feel. It only means you know how you feel.