Beau Taplin's Blog, page 21

"A gentle reminder that your heart is a muscle and so should be exercised regularly. Love often and..."

“A gentle reminder that your heart is a

muscle and so should be exercised regularly.

Love often and love deeply.”

- Beau Taplin • A  G e n t l e  R e m i n d e r

"I need you to pinpoint the precise moment the idea of dying became more beautiful to youthan how..."

“I need you to pinpoint

the precise moment the idea of dying

became more beautiful to you

than how you feel in the mirror,

when your friends and family first

begun averting their eyes

and covering their ears

as though your tears were nails

screeching down a chalkboard, 

when every inch of your being

first begun kicking and screaming

at its own existence. 

Now, dismantle it, 

tear it to pieces,

and know that every breath

is a triumph,

a victory,

and that each beat in your heart

is like a clenched fist

raised to the world as its witness, 

chanting, “I made it. I made it. I made it.”

- Beau Taplin • Y o u  M a d e  I t

"There is no more precious a privilege than to be loved without reserve or judgement. To look..."

“There is no more precious a privilege

than to be loved

without reserve or judgement.

To look deeply

into your partner’s eyes

and see that despite

your many faults and flaws,

you are cherished

precisely as you are.

Once you have known a love

like that in your life,

it stays with you forever.”

- Beau Taplin • I l l u m i n a t e  

"Falling for a person isn’t a process. You can’t plan for it in advance or anticipate its arrival...."

“Falling for a person isn’t a process.

You can’t plan for it in advance

or anticipate its arrival.

Love strikes in single moments.

Anywhere, anytime.

One day you catch a glimpse of them

gardening in the sun

or singing tunelessly in the shower 

and you think to yourself,

Oh, I could spend all my life with you.”

- Beau Taplin • A n y w h e r e  A n y t i m e 

"New Years Eve. The evening of little miracles.Peel away the exploding fireworks, roaringcountdowns..."

“New Years Eve. The evening of little miracles.

Peel away the exploding fireworks, roaring

countdowns and ridiculous resolutions and 

what you are left with is hope. Small human 

hope. The hope of better days, of fresh starts 

and perhaps, if you are very lucky, a kiss.”

- Beau Taplin • N e w  Y e a r s  E v e 

"I look to her in the simplest, smallest moments, when she reads or drinks coffee or brushes her..."

“I look to her in the simplest,

smallest moments,

when she reads

or drinks coffee

or brushes her teeth

and I am breathless,

knowing it does not take

a million dollar telescope

to witness the crushing beauty

of the universe.”

- Beau Taplin • T E L E S C O P E S

"In my eyes, good conversation is the birthplace of true attraction. Open your heart and share..."

“In my eyes, good conversation

is the birthplace of true attraction.

Open your heart

and share with me

every experience and encounter 

that shaped you

into who you are today.

Tell me all about

your hopes and dreams

and captivate me with your passions.

Arouse my curiosity

and you’ll have my attention.”

- Beau Taplin • G o o d  C o n v e r s a t i o n

"Sad is something I can deal with when I’m aware of its source. When I’m able to take time out to..."

“Sad is something I can deal with when I’m aware of its source. When I’m able to take time out to develop a solution and work my way back to a healthier state of mind. It’s the not knowing that kills me. That vague air of unhappiness you cannot understand, escape or destroy.”

- Beau Taplin • T h e  S o m b r e  A i r 

"You deserve everything there is to give.Breakfasts in bed. Diamonds on your doorstep. Little..."

“You deserve everything there is to give.

Breakfasts in bed. 

Diamonds on your doorstep. 

Little notes hidden everywhere. 

I want you to have all of my secrets 

and all of my demons,

because you especially deserve

all the parts of me

I’m usually too afraid to share.”

- Beau Taplin • D e m o n s 

"It was never really love, but we carried the same scars, and sometimes that is close..."

“It was never really love,


      but we carried 

the same scars,


      and sometimes 

that is close enough.”

- Beau Taplin • C l o s e  E n o u g h