kwak kwak is dat u?

How strange
          To dream of you
          Even when
          I am wide awake.

if the universe didn't need you, you wouldn't be here.

i might be the writer
          
          but you'll always be the words

Art is the only serious thing in the world. And the artist is the only person who is never serious.

What a plot twist you were

"When you love someone, they become a part of who you are. They're in everything you do. They're in the air you breathe and the water you drink and the blood in your veins. Their touch stays on your skin and their voice stays in your ears and their thoughts stay in your mind. You know their dreams because their nightmares pierce your heart and their good dreams are your dreams too. And you don't think they're perfect, but you know their flaws, the deep-down truth of them, and the shadows of all their secrets, and they don't frighten you away; in fact you love them more for it, because you don't want perfect. You want them. You want

She was
          
          The brightest
          
          But most
          
          Distant
          
          Star.

i might be the writer
          
          but you'll always be the words

Sometimes people are beautiful.
          
          Not in looks.
          
          Not in what they say.
          
          Just in what they are.

She did not choose to be alone;
          
          she simply chose to love herself more, and that required her to be the love of her own life, until someone comes to fulfill that position.