Tyler Kent White

I thought about writing a poem explaining how when you are lost at sea, even if you are rescued and survive, you never really come back. Then I realized everyone that’s ever been in love would already understand.

The love we were promised in fairy tales was never something for us to find. It has always been something for us to create.

One day I will kiss you, kiss you with lips that understand, kiss you with lips that can better explain, that can speak in so many languages. They will know how to say I love you in ways you have never heard, in ways that sound unlike anything any other man has mouthed before, false promises and fairy tales they did not ever believe in. One day I will kiss you, pressed words between your lips. I will kiss you and they will rattle between your teeth, run down your throat, and fill your lungs. They will echo against your ribs, they will reverberate through your limbs, they will dress every corner you’ve kept sadness hidden away until all that grows inside of you is the understanding that you are enough. One day I will tell you all about my paper napkin theories, algorithms I formed that demonstrate how the sum of all that you are, is greater than infinity, but to me you have always been the one.

They ask me how I love you and I say in pages, in novels, in volumes. I love you like my favorite story, the one that I wake up to every day and watch unfold. And I don’t know how it ends, but I know your name is already written in the chapters of my life that I have yet to live.

Would you believe me if I said you were three shades short of all my favorite hues and that I’ve been trying for years to pick words from my garden throat in attempts to explain to you all the things I can’t explain. Or what if I said I have nothing to say other than I love you in the simplest of ways.

You be the clouds above, I’ll be the grass below, and everything in between will be where our love will grow.

Grief never mended no broken bones.

There is no reality, only perception.

If I may venture to be frank I would say about myself that I was every inch a gentleman …

Once you discover that you can, then you must.

Every nation ridicules other nations, and all are right.

It is difference of opinion that makes horse races.

Anytime I want to feel closer to the ocean, I just lay by your side and listen to the waves ebb and swell in every breath you give and take, and feel each one crash inside of me. I knew from the first time I saw you that whoever said empty shells carried the ocean’s songs had never met you before.

The satisfaction that arises from honest accomplishment is of far more value in the promotion of human happiness than the thrill that comes with the realization of materialistic aspirations.

I don’t let go of concepts – I meet them with understanding. Then they let go of me.

We lift ourselves by our thoughts. We climb upon our vision of ourselves.

What gives life its value you can find – and lose. But never posess. This holds good above all for “the Truth about Life.

No matter how flat you make a pancake, it’s still got two sides.

Forgiveness of those who have transgressed against you, or those you love, is not about them; it is about you. It is a gift to yourself.

Life is a marathon, it’s not a sprint.

Since the past is unreal and the future is unreal, all your thoughts are about nothing.