Poems about Love
I love you… At the end of time… At the end of space… At the end of matter… At the end of the universe… into the nothingness of the abyss. And beyond the vast emptiness… Where nothing but our souls gather. Will we be able to fathom the wholeness of love? Is it within this […]
I’ve always known this to be true and have yet to find a circumstance where this is untrue: every man desires to be known, remembered, loved and celebrated. And I always talk about this: your impact on those around you and the direct and indirect impact of your decisions today on what happens tomorrow. My
Are you terrified that the sensation will end? Are you afraid that all will be for nothing? Tomorrow. Tomorrow simply represents the future. Yes the future is inevitable. But what of the moment? Is there not anything to speak of now? Will you let tomorrow live your life? If you choose yes then you shall
If I can just wait until tomorrow. What is the use of waiting for tomorrow? Am I waiting for you? But is that enough? If waiting for tomorrow will only bring tomorrow’s tomorrow. Which will end in vain. Which will just be nothing more than tomorrow. When I don’t miss you anymore. When it’s not
Relationships are so weird. Strangers come together and struggle so hard to join together. It’s a weird feeling. To believe someone can fill that void. That someone can understand. Or feel like the rest of your life will be satisfied in this relationship. To be summed up. To know that what was missing from the
