“I resent you for being okay when you broke me.”

Do your worst but I promise you will regret ever crossing me.

I hate tequila but I’ll drink it straight from the bottle if it means forgetting you.

Behind every great man is no one before him is a goddess and she will not be overshadowed.

Darling, our story was a beautifully tragic thing. Magical as it happened unbearable when it ended.

Magic is what happened when I chose me over you.

I stared into the face of death and death blinked first.

My body knew you weren’t coming back before my mind did.

So many ways to touch someone and all you had to do was look at me.

I cause destruction everywhere I go I’m a wildfire gentle is not my nature.

I’m still learning that falling is supposed to be a two way street.

I don’t run with wolves, the wolves run with me.

All I ever wanted was to love myself as much as I love you even when you don’t deserve it.

This love is a game and, darling, the truth is we’ll both lose in the end.

Hold me. Just hold me and maybe in the morning I’ll be ready to love you.

I came into this world screaming. I plan to leave it quieter, softer and letting everything I’ve done do the talking.

In people and poetry I have found a way to heal.

I was tired of begging people to stay when they wanted to leave.

They say diamonds are made under pressure, but what if I made of glass? and what if I’ll break?

This remains a love story. I just replaced your name with my own.

I said I hope you’re fine, but what I meant was I hope you find your way back to me.

I was there for you, when everything lost its spark.

I am just a star in the space of her memories.

Someone rejected you does not mean you are not worthy. Maybe they can’t afford to be with you.

I am not broken, neither hurt. I am just disappointed.