Twenty-One ~ James Stake

John Keats

"She makes me want to risk it all for the slight chance of even more, for what else is a heart without love, but merely an empty core? Indeed what are the heavens above without the stars at night, the sky without the sun, or darkness without light? I ask you what is this life without her, if not an empty pen above a blank page? And so my unrequited affection remains a lonely actor, upon an empty stage." 

~ James Stakes