You wonder how i recognize you? Some people... just a handful, mind you- give off the tiniest color. It's faint. Like a haze. it's the only thing I ever see in the darkness.



Everyone is forever plaguing me to speak further. Why? What good is it to tell you you are in my every thought from the time I wake?



Sometimes we don't do things we want to do so that others won't know we want to do them.



The world moves for love. It kneels before it in awe.




Why can you not say what is in your head?

Why can you not stop saying what is in yours?