PERSONAL: NEVER IGNORE A PERSON WHO LOVES YOU

Never ignore a person who loves you, cares for you, and misses you. Because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars

In the real world, happy endings are a rarity. For the most part, endings are indifferent, and occasionally they come so suddenly and unexpectedly they can scarcely be considered endings at all. Some of the things you love most will disappear without a trace and you’ll never really know where they went off to. You won’t always have the answers. You won’t always find closure or receive compensation for the hurt. Sometimes, you’ve just got to take a breath, make peace with yourself, and do your best to move forward

Make sure she feels your love. Adorn what you adore the most. Cherish her with endearment of protection, with a fulfilling steady satisfaction. Let her breathe, dwell, dream in your all-embracing presence, and prove with everything you do, everything you say, she matters most, is all you want, and care about. Imprint your need into her heart, and imprison her soul with circumferential passion, so she cannot walk and talk without thinking about your kisses, the kisses she felt, those are about to come, your hands, your manly possession, obsession with her scent and feminine perfection. Render her helpless and sentence her to joy, so she can’t help but smile on through the day to dive into the night with her hungry and proud man at her side.

I will be capable of loving, regardless of whether I am loved in return, Of giving, when I have nothing, Of working happily, even in the midst of difficulties, Of holding out my hand, even when utterly alone and abandoned, Of drying my tears, even while I weep, Of believing, even when no one believes in me

I’ll do anything for you
really I will, watch
as I pull all this skin back
so far from the bone
to make a warm place
for you to crawl into, to bury
yourself in and call home
even if it leaves me cold and open
and shivering in such, such
a vulnerable way- oh, it aches
that way that my body would
break itself to do what you ask.
the way it loves the bruises,
the blood, the slick sound
of tendon and bone tearing away
to give you all this strength.
I’ll do anything for you,
anything, any one thing
that you ask even if it is
so unimaginably painful


Sometimes people put up walls, not only to keep people out, but also to see who cares enough to tear them down

I’ve been in love before, it’s like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day you want more. You’re not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things.You think about the person you love for two minutes then forget them for three hours. But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he’s not there, you feel like an addict who can’t get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you’re willing to do anything for love

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it–always