“it’s the people in our lives that provide us the balance to help us make it through.”

nothing burns as bright as illusion
the heart wants to believe

Still I would want to be someone who’d answer to me:
Someone who sees like a child, gives like a saint,
feels like an angel — never mind the broken wings,
and speaks like a picture, cries like the rain, shines like a star,
as long as the fire remains.