As I read you I fell in love with the holes between your words and I loved you most on the days you could not love yourself.

When you read someone's poetry, you carry their pain. When you listen to their music, you carry their soul.

If you find yourself in the middle of nowhere, allow your mind go everywhere.

If God could transcribe my heart, it'd still read "I love you".

I paint the darkness and the silence, You see them as stars and poetry.

When your eyes meet mine my silence breaks into poems.

How much hurt looks like art.

A person is a collage of people warring to become a portrait.

A moment where heaven kisses earth and time is left to float away.