“I stopped complaining about things I didn’t have, and poured gratitude for what I did. Life became lighter and more fulfilling. Desire didn’t hold onto me like it earlier did. Happiness filled in like light, and life started to feel like a blessing.”

There is no love deeper than a broken soul madly in love.

The purest of hearts go through the deepest of pain.

Kiss his wounds and tell him its okay to cry, humans have emotions and they bleed sometimes.

And if they ask you about my love, tell them of all the times you broke my heart and how i still loved you the same.

I honor pain, for it is because of pain my touch has become tender, my words kinder and my heart humbler.

Fault was neither yours nor mine, its just that it wasn’t the right time.

My heart will always be more yours than it will ever be mine.

I’m just as broken as i seem not to be.

I had gone so blind in fixing your broken pieces i forgot to see how you kept breaking mine.

You said i was your forever, so where are you now my lover?

Ripped in pieces soaked in love, unheard battles all won, I’m proud of you heart of what you’ve become.

Love is only pain in disguise.

Breathing is hard, my mind and heart both at war. This anxiety makes my living so hard!

If you knew the way you made my heart break and eyes tear, you would curse your existence .

I wonder how many heartaches must i conquer, to finally find a love that stays?

I am fire, carrying the potential to burn whole forests down, and only because it feels inconvenient i will not settle for a flame.