Lovers Don't Meet In The End, They

My Friend, You Thought You Lost Him; That All Your Life You've Been Separated From Him. Filled With Wonder, You've Always Looked Outside For Him, And Haven't Searched Within Your Own House.

People Want You To Be Happy, Don't Keep Serving Them Your Pain

I Have Been So Naughted In Thy Love's Existence That My Nonexistence Is A Thousand Times Sweeter Than My Existence

Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

You Already Have The Precious Mixture That Will Make You Well. Use It.