Love doesn't die alone - we kill it.

It was her laughter that made me love her. Her shy inappropriate madness is what made her beautiful.

We put great expectations on our tomorrows when we truly need to rely on ourselves. Far too many overlook personal action, as a means to get things done. Blame is easily passed if one does not hold themselves accountable.

Moments caught in time. Simple memories spread out before me. Timeless reminders of how life goes on, even when it feels as if you cannot.

The moon stared at me through sprinkled nighttime stardust and I alone smile.