He doesn't know and he never will. I will never tell him that he is the fire that lights my soul, that he is the moon to my sky, that he is the beat to my heart.. He will never know because I will never tell him.

I love that you love me.

We need someone to thank and someone to blame; thus the concept of God and the Devil. We can't accept that everything that happens to us, is our own doing.

The thing about past love is that they exist, only in your fantasy as a fantasy.

Listen, I do care about you.If that time ever comes, when I say "I don't care", trust me, in that moment, I will be lying.

Could it be that heaven is just a creation of our insane belief that we are some how.. so fucking special. When the truth is we’re just equal to every other creation that lives, breathes and ultimately dies.

What's heartbreaking isn't that we can't be together. It's that now, I know better and now; I will never be able to love you or anyone else in the same way again.

The only thing that ever came close to tugging my heart strings is music. I know this because that is the only time I've felt them move.

That moment when this heart.. stops.. almost as if it never existed.When every.. breathe.. slows down.. almost as if you never ... needed as single breathe of airWhen time stops.. almost as if every second never mattered.In that moment... I'm infinite.In that moment... I am immortal.In that moment... I am Finally alive.

That moment when my heart stops, almost as if, it never existed..When every breath, slows down, almost as if, I never needed a single breath of air..When time stops, almost as if, seconds never mattered..In that moment, I am infinite..In that moment, I am immortal..In that moment, I am, finally, alive..