the thought of you gives me
hope,
patience ,
warmth,
giggles,
smiles,
laughs,
faith,
and

the feeling of happiness
once again.

h.d

in life i have learned
that no one really matters
because at the end of the day,
you don't have anyone.
(not even yourself)

h.d

Your smile,
I love it.

Your eyes,
are perfect.

Your laugh,
is contagious.

Your nose,
is adorable.

Your advice,
is helpful.

Your kindness,
is encouraging.

Your love,
is addictive,
my drug,
my reason to be here

You are my prince,
and I love you.

h.d

I don't know why I keep getting
bad.

It's as if I can't help myself,
I just keep drowning
slowly and painfully,

yet I can see everyone watching,
and standing silently.

h.d.

those who are afraid of dying
die first.
those who are afraid of love
are broken.
those who are afraid of darkness
are lost.

those who have tried to die,
die last.
those who have loved,
are bent.
those who have been in the dark,
have been found.

Does it really
matter?
Will anyone even
care?

Everyone says that
it's bad
but do they
really mean
it?

Is it really bad
if the person is looking
for any easy way out?

h.d.

Part of me
is forever
going to want you.

Your smile,
Your touch,
Your smell,
will forever
stay with me.

Part of me
knows that
forever
is a long time.

But when
I start to
think of you,
It doesn't
seem long
enough.

h.d.