Love like a phantoms lights but hold in the heart, it builds like the empty smile adorning a statue with sightless eyes.
Too many hearts have been broken, failing to trust what they feel.
You've got to just follow your heart and do your best work. For better or worse, I have followed my heart. There is no doubt in my mind or heart that everything I've done is exactly what I intended to do.
As we hang beneath the heavens, and we hover over hell, our hearts become the instruments we learn to play so well.