People always ask 'Why is Bubba different?' They're just trying to figure it out.
This is how your heart gets snagged, like a balloon on a barbed-wire fence, this is where pieces of you get torn away.
The hardest part of watching someone watching me is making it appear that I'm not watching.
She pulls me toward her, tells me, “You’re sweet, you know that?” I crack a smile. Life will not tear us apart this time. Our hearts will see to it.
What are you looking at?” she asks. What am I looking at? My future wife? The mother of my children? The person I was put on this earth to find? Yes.
But our love isn’t easy because it’s not meant to be. It requires work and sacrifice and protection. And I wouldn’t want it any other way, not right now, with the morning sun making the curtains glow and Her arms around my neck and the sounds of the street so far away. I’m in it for the long haul, I’m not going away.
I want so badly to tell Her it’s going to be all right, that I’ll leave the band and forget this silly crusade. I want to tell Her that I am ready to settle for this life, that she is all I will ever need in the world, and that we’ll never be apart. I want to tell Her that I will protect Her forever. But none of that would be the truth. So I don’t say anything at all.
You have to go wholeheartedly into anything in order to achieve anything worth having.
Nobody can teach you love. Love you have to find yourself, within your being, by raising your consciousness to higher levels.
If Islam is not making you happy, then something is wrong with your Islam
I'm sure the audience could see me trembling. I want to do more live work; my next goal is to shake the fear.