It's simple really, I just want to cuddle with you. I wouldn't mind a kiss, but cuddling with you has been the highlight of my life.

Stand here holdin' my sides, close your baby blue eyes. Every moment feels right. And I may feel like a fool, but I'm the only one, dancin' with you.

A thousand angels dance around you.  I am complete now that I found you.

I look alive, I'm dead inside.
My heart has holes and black blood flows.

too often we underestimate the power of
a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening
ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest
act of caring, all of which have the potential
to turn a life around.

Sometimes it's hard to live when you know it ends in death. But at least sometimes you'll have blue skies. At least sometimes you'll have twilight. And of course you'll always have me.

So sure are you of the endless drumming rhythm of your isolation that you are painfully slow to adjust. If only because yours is not that genre of story. Still and again, life cannot muster the stuff of movies, no bullets shattering glass. Instead fear sits patiently, fear almost smiles when you finally see him again.

You make it sound so easy to be alive. But tell me, how am I supposed to seize this day when everything inside me has died?

I do my thing, and you do your thing. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it’s beautiful.

Somebody like you can really make things all right for me.

Honestly, sincerity, just like it used to be; the way life was when you were in love with me.

Show me someone who doesn't dream about the future and I'll show you someone who doesn't know where they are going.

♥

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown:
O, the rising of the sun,
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir

"God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December."
-   J. M. Barrie

"May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope;
The spirit of Christmas which is peace;
The heart of Christmas which is love."
-   Ada V. Hendricks

Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
--Norman Vincent Peale

Are you willing to believe that love is the strongest thing in the world - stronger than hate, stronger than evil, stronger than death - and that the blessed life which began in Bethlehem nineteen hundred years ago is the image and brightness of the Eternal Love? Then you can keep Christmas.
-Henry Van Dyke

There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
-Erma Bombeck

And the angel said unto them, "Fear not! For, behold, I bring you tidings of great joy, Which shall be to all people. "For unto you is born this day in the city of David, A Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you: Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, Lying in a manger. Luke 2: 10-12

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Christmas is a time when you get homesick - even when you're home. 
-Carol Nelson

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so?  It came without ribbons.  It came without tags.  It came without packages, boxes or bags.  And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore.  Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.  What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store.  What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. 
-Dr. Seuss

Santa is very jolly because he knows where all the bad girls live. 
-Dennis Miller

"I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good - will to men!

I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph.
- Shirley Temple

Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, behold, there came wise men from the east to Jerusalem, saying, where is he that is born King of the Jews? For we have seen his star in the east, and are come to worship him.  Matthew 2:1-2

Merry Christmas

life is for deep kisses, strange adventures, midnight swims, and rambling conversations.

I swear I'll melt if you touch me at all, but then I'll ask you to do it again and again.

Have you ever been alone? Fighting your own war? Someone stole the life from you and now they're back for more. Your heart is on the floor, beating out of control. Oh, I don't want this anymore. So I'll be sailing on out into Bermuda blue. Compass needle breaks like the heart I gave to you. I've been laying down in the devils lair, sailing into the sun. I'll be baptized there. In matters of the heart, one must try to fill it up with love and grace. Can start a fire, immerse old wounds and douse them out. Pick your heart up off the floor. Hold it gently now and go to the place you were meant to know.

It goes away, that feeling. That feeling that you have right now, today. That feeling like you can do anything. That clarity, it goes away. And you go right back to being the coward who can't tell the person you love how you feel.

I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you.

The way you make me feel is like smelling fresh grass or being in the back of a convertible under the stars. Or returning home from a long trip or just driving with no destination in the summer. It's like the feeling you get when you get an 'A' on your report card and your parents tell you how proud they are. Or when you hear your family laugh together. It's like when you're outside on a hot summer day and you have a cold glass of water or when you talk to an old friend after a month or two, yet the two of you are still as close as ever. It's like the feeling you get when you hear your favorite childhood song on the radio for the first time in years, you turn it up and feel so alive. Or lying in bed watching a snow storm, knowing you don't have to get up for hours and just lay in the warmth of your comforters for hours. It's the way your stomach flip flops during your first kiss, or how your body feels when you take off in an airplane for the first time. Or when you drive around in the front seat of a car that belongs to the boy you like and even though you should feel scared beyond control because he's driving so fast and stupid, you feel safe and alive. Yeah, that feeling.

There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them.

I think people get into relationships for the wrong reasons. I think that people look to their partners to make themselves complete. They lean on people too much. They drain their partners of their energy. The only kind of relationships that work, and work forever, are the kind between two complete independent people. I think that too many relationships are about weird psychoses

So I can find someone to rely on and run to them, to them, full speed ahead.

Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all of the lives I'm not living.

Only love makes you run around in the rain without feeling cold. Only love numbs you out like that and still lets you feel every fucking cell in your body.

I walk through this valley filled with shadows, your light has kept me alive. And now that you shine for someone else, it feels like I could die.