You're like the part of my life I know I can't fully live.

I can't stay away any longer... I can't hurt myself another day by not seeing you.

You shouldn't have to hide yourself, forever...

Her periwinkle eyes sparkle a bit after she cries, you know.

And slowly, softly, I'm writing my way out of you.

I tried calling out to you,
anchoring my words to
your steadfastness.
But you never answered.
[I didn't realize I was underwater.]

I got sawdust in my veins and a mind I'm trying to tame.

Playing the piano is learning how to love, being reassured that you can love but finding the ways to express it with true notes of passion.

Never forget a loved one, remember them in your heart, and cherish all the memories you had with them.

Words carry far more depth than an ocean floor; their power is divided into majestic territories along the illuminant rivers of purity.