“It’s this thing I have. I’m sorry if it scared you. I feel other people’s feelings. I imagine crumbling insides and splitting hearts, goodbyes that hang in the air before they break into tiny pieces. I hear words that aren’t said, the echoes of lonely hallways and hollow footsteps. I hear sobs that soak pillowcases when all the lights are out and the world is sleeping. I carry this inside of me, all of it. I knew you paced the floor at night, trying to walk over all the things you didn’t want me to know. But I felt every wound you ever endured when I rested against you. I felt the ache that I have, deep inside of me, on your lips. Every time we kissed, I tasted a lifetime of tangled paths and bumpy roads woven with joined hands. Love isn’t blind, you see. I felt everything you were and could be, if only you stopped hiding in the same darkness you sheltered me from. I knew who you could become if someone loved you just right.I’m sorry if that scared you.Just in case you were wondering, I still love you and I’ll keep the lights dim.Come home.”

“Trust him but keep your eyes open.”

“What you see on the outside, never tells the true story of someone’s heart.”

“You were like this rare, beautiful comet lighting up the dark sky.”

“It was juvenile, he knew, this need to assign blame, but everyone had a right to childish emotions from time to time, didn’t they?”

“It’s me being me making you be you…”

“E’ la possibilità, non la garanzia, quella che mi fa andare avanti. Una specie di scomessa da parte mia. E chiamatemi pure pazzo, o sognatore o quel che vi pare, io credo che tutto sia possibile.”

“Everyone wanted me to be the bad boy, the label wanted it, the publicists wanted it, but I was just trying to be myself.”

“… I suppose that it is not so easy to go home and it takes a bit of time to make a son out of a stranger.”

“I married a man who was as much a part of me as my own soul.”

“… you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.”

“If someday you should ever think of me and miss me, know in your heart that I’d want you to find me once again. No matter how distant in time or space… FIND ME.”

“Then, by your definition… I’m in love with you.”

“The Earth must have done some noble work; that is why you were born here and not in the ocean among the fishes and not in the sky among the birds.”

“Your poetry–it doesn’t deserve to be locked away, hidden from the rest of the world. And neither do you.”