I will never regret a moment spent with you. One of whispering, sitting silently by a fountain, shivering by the waves, or laying quietly because words were unnecessary. I’ll only regret their impermanence and hope beyond hope that I’ll get to experience them again.

When my absence doesn’t alter your life, then my presence has no meaning in it.

I hope you look for me in everyone you meet.

I am lonely. I’ve been like that since I was young. But I think I am a person that needs to be lonely.

My soul is a story you don’t have the stomach for.

Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I’m never not thinking of you.