If I shall not wake in the morning
If tomorrow never comes for me
Would you know I love you
Would you know I care
And you pray for me

Ideas lick my brain at night, teasing me to pen the paper
But indulgence is the opposite of letting go, I must sleep now, in order to dream.

I fear my thoughts are mere illusions, confusions, someone else’s conclusions.

I'm sorry I broke your heart,
before you could break mine, darling.

When I tell you that I'm going to love you, I hope you never wonder or doubt that I will love all of you.


I will love you the most when you're falling to pieces, when you can't stand on your own two feet, and even when you hate me.


Because I'm not signing up to love you only at your best, but especially at your worst.