“We make time for the things that matter most to us – I guess I didn’t matter much to myself.”

I’ve never known anyone I was afraid to lose until I met you. – You.

Misery doesn’t love just any company it desires the kind presence only loneliness feeds but that’s not love at all. – love doesn’t eat it bleeds.

I’ve learned that the challenge doesn’t lie in finding love but healing from those who didn’t know what love is. – lessons in love.

The weight of honesty lies heavy in sweaty palms, preparing to speak the truth to a world that is not ready to hear it. – not everyone can handle your honesty.

I hear the rain fall and suddenly I don’t feel so alone because the sky is crying too.

I’ve learned that the challenge doesn’t lie in finding love but healing from those who didn’t know what love is. – lessons in love.

A bleeding heart takes longer to catch up with the rationale of a busy mind. – emotions aren’t linear.

As the morning dawns my soul stands motionless before your presence be still and know is my hearts meditation.

Life is so fragile, yet we beat it to death and expect to live longer.

All of the words in her head keep her from being lonely but they aren’t always kind.

Whats your greatest fear? I’m afraid of heights. Do you fear the heights in which you stand or at the depths to which you may fall? – fear of falling.

Memories are lifelines to the lives we’ve lost.

I don’t want your sympathy I need salvation. – salvation.

I ate my grief and swallowed salt tears like they were the only things left on earth to consume.

The hardest part of living is experiencing death without dying.

They say the sky’s the limit what happens when you hit the ceiling?

Because it’s you. It is always been and always will be.

If they aren’t choosing you, they should be losing you.

We don’t get to choose how we break but we get to choose how we rebuild.

Do everything with love, do it because it gives you satisfaction and joy, do it because it feeds your soul, do it because it helps you grow and gives you that confidence in yourself we’re all after.

I wonder if she sees how the waves will leave the sea to be at her feet.

I’m a romantic with a wild heart that loves deep like the poet in me.

The shelter is where I am when I am with myself.

To the girl I was, you taught me to never let another tell you how you should be loved.