piglet: how do you spell love?
pooh: you don't spell it. you feel it.

we don't always win in life.
it keeps us safe cause the most dangerous thing we want is more.

i need jars of sugar, and barrels of coffee to keep myself happy.
my bad.

you're gone suddenly. as usual, gone but not quite gone.
little spark, little smile, little light on the cold damp ground.
i like the softness in your eyes, and the warmth of your breath,
nothing, almost nothing, shines as bright as you.

im sorry, my gender sucks at things like this.