“I didn’t believe in forever. But I did believe in you.”

I swear my bones can feel it whenever you speak my name.

What a gentle curse: to still want you after all we’ve been.

She spoke with so much hope, the future dancing on her lips like a flame.

Her smile is an open flame and I have a paper heart.

It was always you who felt like water when my whole body was a flame.

Just because the pain is comfortable doesn’t mean you have to wear it.

Some days survival is all the living I can do.

There’s a weight to it, this missing you.

Her heart is heavy and ruined with hope.

Maybe I hold onto pain because I don’t know who I am without it.

I cannot lose you quietly. It will take blood and bone to pull you from my chest.

Even heartbreak can find a way to feel like home.

We built futures I’ll never get to visit. But I still have to watch them crumble.

I surround myself with trees in the hope I might become a  growing thing, too.

To hurt is simply an act of remembering. Of holding my skin to the edge in the hope I might feel anything at all.

I have no idea how I made it this far without you.

When you believe in things that you don’t understand, then you suffer.

Ambition has to be joined with expectancy. A sense that you have a dream for yourself that you believe can happen.

Believe that you are bigger than your difficulties, for you are, indeed.

Pain is not wrong. Reacting to pain as wrong initiates the trance of unworthiness. The moment we believe something is wrong, our world shrinks and we lose ourselves in the effort to combat the pain.

On any day – in any given event – you have to believe in yourself and back yourself 100%

We trust and believe in what we love.

Four things for success: work and pray, think and believe.

If you look inside yourself, and you believe, you can be your own hero.