Your love is just the antidote when nothing else can cure me.

It's a very romantic sentiment, but to think that you would die if you didn't write, well, I would definitely choose to not write and live

You made my world stand still, and in that stillness, there was a freedom I never felt before.

I believe this is Heaven to no one else but me.

It's easier to believe in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness, that brings me to my knees.

Water is very forgiving. Everything lifts in water

You've been gone so long from all that you know. It's been shuffled aside as you bask in the glow. All the beauitful strangers who whisper your name, do they fill up the emptiness? Larger that life is your fiction, in a universe made upon one.