Melodie Ramone

Dear Natasha,It's the middle of the night. I can't sleep. Thoughts are creeping through my head like darkness slips around the bodies of sky scrapers in every city we've ever been to. From the bottom up, suffocating the life on the street first and then raising to the head and the brain, circling into smog and clouds until the black stretches up so high that nobody can even remember what the stars used to look like.This is how I feel when I lie awake and think of you. I miss you.

Ignorance isn't a sword. It's a weight that drags a soul swirling to the bottom of the sea.

Over time, I have realized that at 20, you can wear too much makeup and people assume you're a slut. Do it at 40 and they think you're a sea witch.

Some people you meet and they're your friend for a day. Some you meet and you never really know at all. And then there are those who get caught inside your soul and stay there forever.

Our books are the deepest glimpses into our souls, the most raw and real anybody will ever find us.

But like all moments trapped in time, that moment would end and Joey Boldt, as all the greats before him did, would begin to understand that clinging too tightly to anything results in Time and Fate shaking you until you can't hold on any longer. And then, when you are knocked for a six and lose your grip, they allow you to spiral into a freefall where men are broken and legends are made.

Mum used to say we were the same soul split in two and walking around on four legs. It seems unnatural being born together and then dying apart.

I could not have asked for a better friends or a better life, but there__ a nasty trick about living. It happens at its own pace and in its own way and you never, never know what__ coming next. So you keep running and running to keep up with it and most people get tired. Others don__ get tired. They just get overtaken by the road.

I'm pretty much looking for beauty all the time. It just seems like some days the light is better to see it.

I made up my mind right then what I really wanted in my life. It was comfort of a home and a family. But more than that, I wanted love. I wanted love to surround me. I wanted to swim in it. I wanted to hold it in my hand like heated sand and pour it through my fingers so it covered my feet. I wanted to taste it, I wanted to smell it. I wanted to wrap myself up in it like a blanket and stay safe and warm inside of it forever. And I wanted to give it. I wanted to drown people in it. I wanted to love with all my heart and be loved just as much in return.