God knows the longings of our hearts and He fills it just in time so that we may not lose hope.

I was vulnerable... so it was easy for you to steal my heart...

I hope to dream of dreams of you but they turn out to be nightmares.

The reason why I need to dream the same dream, even though it has been shattered, is that I need a reason to wake up tomorrow.

Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back. All my life the godof the Mountain has been wooing me. Oh, look up once at least before the endand wish me joy. I am going to my lover. Do you not see now?

I said to my longing heart,What is this river you want to cross?There are no travelers before you, there is no road.Do you see anyone moving or resting on that bank?