You can't find a natural rose without thorns.
Because once you've kissed a rose the thorns will make you bleed.
It's up to you to find the ones worth bleeding for.

i am always writing about you.
it might get annoying,
or it may drive others mad,
but i think they fail to understand
that through these words,
it's the only way
i still have you here.
with me.
a simple sentence
can make it feel as if that one memory just happened as close as yesterday.
a whole collection of words
can make it feel as if your presence is still here with me today.
so if words are the only thing
that will make it feel as if
you are still close to my heart,
or still in my life,
or still in my arms,
then i will continue to write.
simple sentences.
and collections of words.
about today.
about yesterday.

In a world of light,
In a world of color,
These things were once mine,
Just have to have them stolen.
And now there is only darkness around me.

So I grow scared,
of the world around me.
I don’t know who i am
Or where i’m going,
But I grow used to the darkness around me.

I become terrified of the light.
And I’m terrified of the color.
Please take these things from me.
I only want darkness around me.