Marisa Crane

Hurricanes are named after people, baby, and I hope you know that falling in love with me will be so much more treacherous than boarding up the windows and waiting for me to pass.

I have imprinted on you and all those miles between us only keep us apart because we let them.

If only I had known then the speed with which she could die, maybe I wouldn’t have become the hemlock.

We’re so infatuated with studying labels that we forget to read between the lines of one another.

The Smiths dream into my ear on this lost and lonely morning. I sing along like it is the only prayer I know (forgive me, Mother Mary).

I lie and tell you I had a dream about you last night, so it makes it more socially acceptable to reach out to someone I haven’t spoken to in years.

If you can’t hurt with me, don’t flirt with me.

Sometimes I feel like a kid wanting nothing more than to squeeze you tight and call you mine.

I’m fading away, you know I used to be on fire.

Love is the will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth.

But the law of loving others could not be discovered by reason, because it is unreasonable.

When a man is in love or in debt, someone else has the advantage.

All we do is drive. All we do is think about the feelings that we hide.

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty thru good times and bad. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. Love is content with the present; it hopes for the future and it doesn’t brood over the past. It is the day-in and out chronicles of irritations, problems, compromises, small disappointments, big victories and common goals. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things that you lack. If you don’t have it, no matter what else is there, it isn’t enough.

It doesn’t matter if you have a valentine or not – just love yourself and be your own.

Love is only one fine star away.

When we know love matters more than anything, and we know that nothing else REALLY matters, we move into the state of surrender. Surrender does not diminish our power, it enhances it.

Everything is clearer when you’re in love.

Whoso loves, believes the impossible.

Who, being loved, is poor?

I don’t wanna wake it up, the devil in me.