Saturday, October 15, 2011

Paradox

The paradox of Your love is that it lasts forever.



Nothing else does. . .

Human

. . .made to be broken.
Longing to be whole...

Confessions

I'll tell you something new about me everyday. 
And I'll draw a picture, too. 
What I tell you will be a lie, and what I draw will be true. 

The Thing That Happened

I think when humanity fell, art rose up.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

If it's True...

If Desire is the opposite of Death, then I understand why not so many have life let alone have life more abundantly.

More

I always asked you to unlock the door when we arrived home late at night because I always wanted to look at the sky a little longer. 

I just wanted to believe in something that was bigger than me for just a little longer...

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Love

I know you think you know better than to love again, but you don't know me. . .