My coffee cup is empty. Why don't you pour your love in and... - Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE
"My coffee cup is empty. Why don't you pour your love in and wake up my soul?"
"My coffee cup is empty. Why don't you pour your love in and wake up my soul?"
"I’ll wear a maze on a necklace, dangling over my chest, because if you want to get at my heart, you have to be ready to lose yourself."
"I bleed ink for her, because her name is written on my heart. She’s the author of all the love I have to give."
"I'm hanging on to her memory like Spanish moss on an ancient Florida oak, and unlike the sunset, my love won't fade."
"Before the NSA there was the Catholic Church. What is confessional if not a place to gather secrets? No wonder the church had all the power."
"She said she'd love me forever. That was two days ago, so I should probably ask her again if she still feels the same way."