Anthony Liccione

A cynical modification of letting go doesn't bring forgiveness, it's when, once you forgive, will you be able to let go.

You can't lift a relationship up if you keep walking over the other person's mistakes.

A circle of friends, doesn't always keep perfect relationships.

All the beaches of the world, could never amount to, nor implore the one grain of sand that I stand on, which is your love.

Don't try to be the missing key in my life, and I won't be the unmatched lock, that doesn't let you in.

It's useless to paint a closed door, in order to change its color. The door needs to be open for both sides to change as same.

People are laughing at me today for having holes in my pockets, and ink blood on my fingers- a thirty-something old writer, who strangles words from dictionaries, and feeds on the decay of poetry.

Should it happen, that your partner leaves you for someone else with more money. To where later you strike it richer than the person they left you for, and the ex finds out, after losing all and regretting. It was a blessing that it ended. Though money wasn't sufficient then, mostly they were rich with your love, now suffering being broke in both.

Sometimes I wonder, that one missing sock after doing laundry, is the smart one. After being unhappy for so long, it finally walks away from a frayed, worn-out relationship.

I just wanted to tell you, how beautiful you were; that day, that night, that life.

She had died, I just never told her. So still, we walk, eat and sleep together, in fear one day she'll come to realize it.

I kiss her ghost, and sleep with the dust on her photograph, next to my bedside.

It's not how many friends you can count, it's how many of those you can count on.

It's a shame, when I'm at the checkout line, and the cashier holds up my bill to the light, in search for a ghost president, or slashing a yellow marker to see if counterfeit. Even in money we can't be trusted. Makes we wonder whats next, will the government make a marker to slash our hand, or an x-ray we will have to walk through, to check if we have a dishonest heart or corrupt spirit?

The best way to handle life, is to put your life in God's hands.

Trust, is the stone thrown into the sea, sinking deep in all its murkiness, unable to see what it once lived and believed to be a promise.

Faith is, believing there is still a star out there to wish on, just for you, tucked away behind dark clouds.

Unto the Cross came death, and unto death came the Cross.