Have You Ever Wondered If The Only Reason We Do Not Fly When We Fall Off Bridges Or Leap Off Buildings

“Have you ever wondered if the only reason we do not fly when we fall off bridges or leap off buildings is because we simply do not believe ourselves capable of soaring off into the clouds?”

~ Thoughts of an Insomniac Running Out of Time

“I had stopped then,

Captivated in her warm embrace,

Frozen in starlight and stardust.

We both went silent, under the watchful moon,

And then I whispered back,

I love you too.”

~ An adaptation, from On Poets and Writers and Painters and Love

“Our love then was laced fingers and little kisses and everything a five year old would think love is. Our love then was standing up for each other and pumpkin patches and autumn leaves and cool breezes and grey raincoats. Our love then was never meant to last, and it didn’t.”

~ Memoirs and Memories

“I will not tell you what you were to me. 

You knew. You know.                                                                                            

I guess I should end this with something familiar but changed, like the person I have become. 

A resolve.                                                                                               

Something that if I tell myself enough, it will happen, because it must. 

Je t’aimais plus que toutes les étoiles, mais Je ne me permettrai pas le plus longtemps.”

~ Epilogue

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“If you are a sunset, my love, then I am the silent, cloud- blanketed night that comes after. Darkness always chases after light, but neither light nor dark are inherently good or evil, despite the stigma. Nights are for the insomniacs and the dreamers and the broken and the lost. We find comfort in silence and the company of few. Night is full of galaxies and stars and longing. How can it ever be considered evil?”

~ On Poets and Writers and Painters and Love

I have spent my life

Being torn in two

One half chasing the sun

And the other the moon

And yet I know

I belong in the stars

But the sun and moon

Aren’t quite as far.

So when they converged

Together in the sky

Those parts of me

Wanted to cry

Because they were one,

The sun and the moon

And somewhere,

Among the stars

I was too.

~ Eclipse