“I no longer know the author of this book, for simply stopping long enough and writing it down was where I changed from a boy with his eyes squeezed shut to a man with his eyes wide open so that the sunlight might reach my heart despite all that darkness.”
“They carved your name into the stone and thenthey put it in the ground,I run my fingers through the groovesWhen no one's around”
“I use to be panicked, but know I'm curious!”
“Come pick me up”
“They don't make coats for this kind of cold”
“Some people want to go forever, I just want to burn off hard and bright.”