We question ourselves through others by way of stories, advice, and gestures; and we receive our answers form listening to others reactions.

I think that dying is the easy part of life; for in waking each day and living in every moment, therein lies the challenge.

The Memory Of You Is Like A Drug To Me.

Pain will leave you, when you let go.

Each time a man looks into your eyes, he is only searching to find himself; for he knows already, that he is part of you.

A man’s spirit is free, but his pride binds him with chains of suffocation in a prison of his own insecurities.

If my eyes have pain, I close them; If my body aches, I rest it; If my heart breaks, I mend it; If my soul is lost, I pray for it.

I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the sadness within your eyes.

We question ourselves through others by way of stories, advice, and gestures; and we receive our answers form listening to others reactions

The question that is upon my lips (please forgive me) is the doubt in your heart