When the world is too much, create your own. I do it every day.

I contemplate the impossible and achieve madness. This is my blessing. This is my curse. My heaven, my hell.

You have that faraway look in your eyes that makes me want to pull you into my dreams, bring you to your knees worshiping me - desperately. You, the nectar and the muse of my poetry.

She's just a girl who dreams too deeply for this world.

I knew he was the one when he mended my wings and looked forward to where they would take me. Embrace those who encourage your growth... Who don't fear the journey into Wonderland, Neverland, Whereverland.

Those things that take my breath away become the ocean-complex and deep-and I'm prone to drowning in beautiful things. Like you.