In a universe of maybes, he was the surest thing fate ever wrote.

Crossed paths weren't accidents--they were fate remembering.

We invert everything
to fit our normal.
Our normal
is where we survive,
as whoever we are—
often a swamp
for what we long to be.

Truth becomes a lie when it is hidden, and a lie becomes truth when it is exposed.

The most beautiful thing about letting people into your life is that you get to keep a part of them with you—something that stays, even after they’re gone.

Relativism lives the truth; absolutism anchors it. They don’t oppose each other, they move in step. Not as enemies, but as dance partners.

words are just sounds that hit the ear and bounce right off
but music, strikes the soul and stays there permanently

if you question your faith doubt your beliefs if you doubt beliefs question your faith

I still can't let it go...
Happy super belated birthday from 2024.

You never know when you will lose someone. This sounds so corny but you will appreciate it when you lose the ones closest to you. And when that time comes, if you get the chance, just tell them how much they mean to you. Give them peace.