You tell me that you l♡ve me
And in the ides of doubt, you ask if the care is reciprocated.
Of course it is;
I wouldn’t be able to tell you these things if it wasn’t.
Of course I see the beauty in the world
It’s what we call our home.
I l♡ve you like I l♡ve my favorite book;
You make me happy,
And I’m a better person because I found you.
I know for a fact that the moment we part
The sky will rain, and flood the earth,
And never stop until the end of days.
The wind will howl
And earth would be engulfed
In a fit of emotions not fit for anyone
As pure as you or me.
The sky will sob because it lost a connection
It was never meant to.
I tell my friends “I’m broken; please fix me”
But they’re not therapists.
We expect fun, not emotional connections.
I am foolish;
A smarter person would get a point across with fewer words,
But I am one of many.
"A garden is like the self. It has so many layers and winding paths, real or imagined, that it can never be known, completely, even by the most intimate of friends."
"Having imagination, it takes you an hour to write a paragraph that, if you were unimaginative, would take you only a minute. Or you might not write the paragraph at all."
"Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance."
"If this world afford true happiness, it is to be found in a home where love and confidence increase with the years, where the necessities of life come without severe strain, where luxuries enter only after their cost has been carefully considered."
"Success: Peace of mind which is a direct result of self-satisfaction in knowing that you did your best to become the best that you are capable of becoming."