What is love but the strangest of feelings A sin you swallow for the rest of your life You’ve been looking for someone to believe in To love you, until your eyes run dry She lives on disillusion road We go where the wild blood flows On our bodies we share the same scar Love me, wherever you are How do you love with fate full of rust How do you turn what the savage take You’ve been looking for someone you can trust Who will love you, again and again How do you love in a house without feelings How do you turn what that savage take I’ve been looking for someone to believe in Love me, again and again She lives by disillusions close We go where the wild blood flows On our bodies, we share the same scar How do you love on a night without feelings She says love, I hear sound, I see fury She says love’s not a hostile condition Love me, wherever you are Love me, wherever you are Love me, wherever you are Wherever you are

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin! (Posted on Facebook by Jamie Dixon) This is out time, our moment of truth Eighty minutes of pass and tackle, maul and ruck And the game is not yet won Forget what has gone before Face ever forwards and stand together for one last surge For we are but seconds from greatness (An advert for guinness) Note: Worries come not as single spies but in battalions

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dreams for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be carefulbe realistic to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes." It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.