“You brought me to placesI’d have never thought to goTo a trail near the riverWhere the water runs slow;To a mountain where all we heardWas our voices’ echo;You showed me inward beautyThat doesn’t show in photos.”

“Without the wetness of your love, the fragrance of your water, or the trickling sounds of your voice I shall always feel thirsty.”

“The Scholars”Bald heads forgetful of their sins,Old, learned, respectable bald headsEdit and annotate the linesThat young men, tossing on their beds,Rhymed out in love’s despairTo flatter beauty’s ignorant ear.They’ll cough in the ink to the world’s end;Wear out the carpet with their shoesEarning respect; have no strange friend;If they have sinned nobody knows.Lord, what would they sayShould their Catullus walk that way?”

“Sometimes it feels like even ifEvery inch of my skin was touching yoursI still wouldn’t be close enough to you.”

“Love starts as a feeling,But to continue is a choice;And I find myself choosing youMore and more every day.”

“Like two stars in the depths of the skyThis gravity is just irresistibleWe spin around each other, you and IWhen I fell for you, I fell into your orbit.”

“tell meof something fiercer than the love with which i gaze upon youof something softer than the tendernesswith which i hold you.”

“Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”

“you have to learn how to breathe with pieces of your heart piercing your lungs. trust somebody you shouldn’t, make a bad decision. but always learn from your mistakes. too many wrong moves will kill you.”

“if you love somebody, tell them. if you think somebody may need a friend, be that friend. you don’t want to be stuck in the aftermath of a tragedy, thinking, “oh, if only i’d said this. if only i’d done this.”

“we ended like a supernova, in an explosion that was slow and fastat the same time.”