It turns out that knowing how loved we are by God makes all the difference in the kind of people we will become.
Then there’s the two
of us. This word
is far too short for us, it has only
four letters, too sparse
to fill those deep bare
vacuums between the stars
that press on us with their deafness.
It’s not love we don’t wish
to fall into, but that fear.
This word is not enough but it will
have to do. It’s a single
vowel in this metallic
silence, a mouth that says
O again and again in wonder
and pain, a breath, a finger
grip on a cliffside. You can
hold on or let go.
When you hate something, you chain yourself to it.
I hate this,
Knowledge is potential power, but wisdom is the readily available power of the mind.
I love your laugh. I want to hear it every day. I want to be through all this darkness and devastation. I want happiness now. I want our due. I want what we’ve deserved from the beginning.
Everything good starts with caring.
The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.
We all live but a hundred years.
When I am with you, I live it in a matter of days.
Don’t you believe any man who makes you feel like you were just a one-time thing.