When we love there is no reason why.
The body knows no pain, not like the soul. At least a nerve has limits, a body part a name. But the soul... the soul... There is no bandage - even crying is in vain.
How can I follow my heart when it's waiting around for the rest of me to make the decision?
The stars are not the limit.
Understanding precedes peace.
The true poem rests between the words.