Daydream

I like to imagine. I like to think about what could be and all the possibilities of what I’d like for us to do. I like to imagine that your personality would fit perfect with mine, that you’d be gorgeous, out of my league, but you’d love my flaws anyway. I like to think that …

Death

I didn’t like looking at things like that. I like the way they’re explained, but not the presentation. Not the actual, tangible presentation that you can see. Maybe that man was saved. Maybe he looked up thinking, Lord, I commend my soul into your hands. Maybe all those unjust scoundrels were lost just thinking that …

Love is Like…

Love is like art. Pictures of unexplainable emotions swirling together to create colors that have no name because they have never been seen before. Sometimes there are many failed attempts before the masterpiece is created. A masterpiece that utters strange and wonderful words to each soul who looks upon it. Sculptures of moments frozen in …