If you don’t know how you got where you are, you probably weren’t watching where you were going.

i’ve got a story; it’s almost finished.. now all i need is someone to tell it to—maybe that’s you. .... you should just be here; be with me here. it doesn’t seem there’s hope for me—i let you down.. but i won’t give in now, not for any amount.

it’s beginning to get to me that I know more of the stars and sea than I do of what’s in your head…
We need to feel breathless with love and not collapsed under its weight.
I’m gasping for the air to fill my lungs with everything I’ve lost.