"I tear my heart open,

 I sew myself shut

My weakness is that I care too much

I tear my heart open just to feel

And my scars remind me that the past is real."

-Papa Roach, Scars

My soul thirsts for you.

1 O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
2 So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary, beholding your power and glory.
3 Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you.
4 So I will bless you as long as I live; in your name I will lift up my hands.

-Psalm 63:1-4