Mother of all creation

This picture has nothing to do with this post. It just makes me giggle.

You're supposed to write everyday. How impossibly hard that is when there only seems to be one thing living inside you with any kind of voice. When the only thing your heart and mind want to talk about is love, eventually your hands get tired of hearing it. They don't want to write about love everyday. So you try to cultivate sadness in a place where you've finally found peace, just to have something to write about. Necessity may be the mother of all creation, but when the necessity is just simply to create, than the mother gives birth only to herself....and what a bloody mess that is.

L-O-V-E

In the midst of all the madness

The thing to never lose sight of is love.

Because if you take care of it,

It's the only thing that will never leave.

Until we run out of road

Cowboy, take me away....

Between Friends

You are the only one I told...

Photographs on my floor

Secret #57: I can't look at pictures of you anymore, but I can't throw them away either.

What no one ever tells you

What no one ever tells you, is that there are some people you never stop missing, and therefor never stop loving. At some point you just stop caring if you ever get what you want. You don't want it any less.