“I don’t know who I am anymore. And maybe that’s okay. What if, this time I can be someone who doesn’t believe in love anymore.”

Your words were cold. I felt them as they crashed through my bones.

You were never good at words. So I tried to learn silence.

This heaviness is too much for one soul.

I believe one of the most dangerous things in the world is living.

Despite the lack of colors, she was a work of art.

It is no longer skin that I wear. It is you.

My poetry breaks and cries. I think I really need to let you go this time.

The saddest song you’ll ever know is the one my heart plays for you.

You left me with nothing. But the gift to write the most beautiful sad poems.

My lonely soul drowns in empty bodies.

Nothing feels like home anymore. Even this heart of mine demands to be yours.

To love you is a battle that takes wars to stop.

It’s okay. I’ve been here before. The truth is I’m quite good with goodbyes.

It hurts. That every time I smile, you believe me.

I tell myself I can live without you. And it terrifies me that I don’t know how to.

I loved you in pain and when I began to bleed I called it magic.

I believe in free love and that’s just how I feel.

It is absolutely safe to say that if you meet somebody who claims not to believe in evolution, that person is ignorant, stupid or insane.

Vulnerable ain’t easy believe me, but I go there.

You have to believe in yourself, that’s the secret.

I believe that the most important single thing, beyond discipline and creativity is daring to dare.

Don’t let them drag you down by rumors just go with what you believe in.

I do believe in love; it’s wonderful – especially love third time around, it’s even more precious; it’s kind of amazing.

All you have to do is believe, then you will see everything.