“He was everything I never could, but always wanted to love.”

I write because suicide is no longer an option.

Too many times I have given this heart away, I am afraid it is no longer mine.

I think I saw you again in the moonlight tonight, and I swear I could taste the hints of it alll.

On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.

He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.

How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.

He was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.

Some souls were never meant to be content.

I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.

You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.

I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.

The deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.

You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.

Every now and then even the sweetest souls burn it to the ground, just to remind the rest of them who exactly they are fucking with.

Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.

I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.

Feed yourself with some love and watch your flaws fade.

They say love comes in waves; yours is the only ocean I’m willing to drown in.

Success to me is just being able to do what you love to do and support yourself all through.

I fell in love with copies of an original I lost long ago.

I love summer and sunny days but there’s a certain magic in rain. There’s a promise of new beginnings and growth that comes with rain.

When I stopped believing in love, the universe sent you to remind me that love, true love, does exist, even for me.

Is this a parting or are you hoping to meet again? Is this really goodbye, or are you still wanting to cross paths again?

You can choose a gift for a loved one for an infinite amount of time.