to  whom  do  i  owe  the  biggest  apology?   no  one's  been  crueller  than  i've  been  to  me.

it's amazing how much blue there is in the world if you look. you're different colors of flame. bismuth burns blue, and cerium, germanium, and arsenic. see? i pour you into things.

it  wasn't  his  fault,  it  was  my  fault  for  letting  him  go,  it  was  my  fault  for  letting  him  go.

you were the blood in all my poems.

say that you'll hold me forever, say that the wind won't change on us, say that we'll stay with each other and it will always be like this.

my heart goes out with this one. / i promise i will return your heart to you.

' i can’t lose you. not like this .. ' ' tough! okay? where you go, i go! ' ' that's the deal .. '

' i used to think of you as my soulmate. ' ' i still am. '

“ i have been in love with no one, and never shall, ” she whispered, “ unless it should be with you. ”

' are you sure about this? ' ' no. but i love you. ' ' i love you too. '

why .. didn't you make me good enough .. so that you could've loved me?

the night is long, but i will stay with you. may you have a good dream, a fire, and a light. and a home.

and promise you'll put flowers on my grave? you know i'm counting down the days.

your body is mine, and your life too. you want to be their fire, but i'm taking you to the grave with me, i'll make you shine on my dead body and nothing else. i want you to rot with me.

and you taste like danger but i feel so safe in your arms.

i won't blame you, in life or in death.

feeling  fine,  nothing  bad  but  nothing  kind.  not  a  word  from  me,  at  least  nothing  you  would  mind.

what a dangerous feeling that was, to be willing to be the icarus to his sun.

i did call it love. it was love. the universe was good because he is in it.

you never know. i don't care if anyone else is disappointed. but to some, the very existence of a certain person in this world is in itself, hope.