In dreams, I talk to you. In dreams, you're mine, all the time. Forever.

Memories warm you up from the inside, but they also tear you apart.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
and the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
when love is done.

And suddenly, all the love songs were about you.

What cannot be said will be wept.

My regret is that in all books of my poetry, I do not have a verse as beautiful as your eyes.

The stars will go out before I forget you.

You departed from my sight and entered my thoughts, travelled from my eyes to my heart.

With you, forever feels like the only time worth living.

We will ride upon death to reach another star.

My heart scattered in darkness within me,
this salt taste of tears and love.

I'm afraid that if I open myself,
I will never stop pouring.

I knew from the moment I met you,
I would spend an entire life missing you.

The right song can make you forget everything or remember everything.

You drew stars around my scars,
but now I'm bleeding.

Certainty is the great enemy of unity.
Certainty is the deadly enemy of tolerance.

Someone still holds their breath when they see someone who looks like you.

I risked to kill myself just not to be killed by your thoughts.

And even if I spent every breath admiring the moon, it will still never be mine.

I cannot endure, nor can I accept, that you are both my executioner and my beloved.

In the end, the journey shapes us more than the destination ever could.