How do you that with your eyes?

Your fingers are mine, as they intertwine,

You're telling me words unspoken

Our fingers align, as they intertwine,

You break my heart wide open

Stardust

We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names. -Nikita Gill

Dying Flame

"When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision.

You have to work out whether your roots are to become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.

Because this is what love is.

  Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No ... don't blush. I am telling you some truths.

 For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. Doesn't sound very exciting, does it? But it is!" -Louis de Bernières

End of the tunnel

"There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights"

-Stroker, Dracula

Fall again

There will always be a part of me wanting to walk forever under autumn leaves.
It's that time of the year again. My favorite season, when the wind breeze is not too cold, when the colors of the tree resonates warmth. Oh, fall.

Heart.

"Every heart has two parts. One that pumps and the part that loves. If you're gonna spend your life fixing broken hearts, then learn both. You can't fix one without concern for the other." 

Always my first love. The HEART. 

Antidote of Death

What can one do? Go home, love your children, try not to bicker, eat well, walk in the rain, feel the sun on your face, and laugh loud and often, as much as possible, and especially at yourself. Because the antidote to death is not poetry, or miracle treatments, or a roomful of people with technical expertise and good intentions - the antidote to death is life.

Theresa Brown RN, Critical Care: A New Nurse Faces Death, Life and Everything in Between