“A smile made of promises and a heart made of broken chains. She was a beautiful contradiction.”

I’ve tried staying where its safe far away from the deep end. Only to find out people still drown in the shallow end.

you treat me like I’m expendable why is it so easy to let me go?

Letting go is not only okay it’s best.

There is nothing like the four walls of your arms wrapping around me when a storm is near.

I told myself – You’ve got this, Even though I don’t have it at all.

I feel everything to the bottom of its depth maybe its a gift, its probably a curse.

The outer part of me so cold like an armor impenetrable. The words you throw at me ricochet and hit you in the heart.

Shades of black intertwined in my being I try to see in color but darkness is all I’m seeing.

I still remember the first time I saw you, your aura radiated nostalgia of a time where I wanted something so much more than I wanted air.

I take for granted how much I love sad songs when I’m happy I forget how much they hurt when I’m broken.

Late at night I’m awake thinking. I’m afraid of what I’d do to be able to taste you again.

I’d rather be shot by a bullet than to be cut by your words. I’ll die cold on the pavement before I lie in the casket of your assurances.

I will be more than I was yesterday, even if that means I can’t take you with me.

I got what I wanted then I threw it away why do I mess up the only things that want to stay.

I found peace in my loneliness. I found solace in the quiet. I found love in my reflection.

And as you left my heart cried out then suddenly I was thankful that the cries of the heart can only be felt and not heard.

My loneliness envies company. I searched for it for years, a specific kind of love. We all dream of something perfect though could find something so much more beautiful.

God made me in my beautiful form so I’m just trying to execute it.

Plain women know more about men than beautiful women do.

Messed up people even see the beauty in all the shitty places.

There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.

Your beauty once seen cannot be forgotten.

Though I kept missing you every day, I missed myself more when I wasn’t alone and finding my soul again was the most beautiful feeling I’ve ever felt.

There is a beautiful transparency to honest disciples who never wear a false face and do not pretend to be anything but who they are.