Love's an excuse to get hurt.

You write such pretty words, But life's no storybook. Love's an excuse to get hurt. And to hurt. Do you like to hurt? I do, I do. Then hurt me, Then hurt me, Then hurt me...

We have a problem with no solution but to love and to be loved.

No lies, just love.

I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.

How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery, to love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.