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

The charm in her laughter covered the depth of her tears.

Do we break our own heart too? Tell me, don’t we all do? Everytime you lock it up, ignoring what it tells you, doesn’t it break a little too?

She used kindness as her weapon to win the battles agaisnst cruelty.

There are galaxies inside of me for each emotion I feel. One for each; happiness, anger, sadness and one is hollow, for that too, is sometimes how I feel.

Oh moonlight, continue to shine on me. As you light up the sky, maybe some peace will come to me.

You can never know if something is wrong with her because she always acts right.

Some heartahes, you just have to make peace with.

I would rather shoot my arrows than keep them in my bow, I would rather risk it all than risk nothing at all.

Her smile faded as the world erased it.

She drank up the moonlight to make her soul shine.

Admist the darkness, she tried to hold on to her yellow laughter.

You tell me I will end up where I’m meant to be. So I ask you, Do I have the rights to be disappointed in that destiny?

She wore courage to cover her melancholy, Dear Heart, What is this tragedy?

Today, the sky seems a little more blue. Now I don’t feel as lonely without you.

Don’t try too hard to make your galaxy shine in front of everyone, not every star shines from the other galaxy.

Remember that your purpose is indeed to be nothing else but YOU, all that you are and all that you want to be.

I swear there ain’t no time for women on the come up.

We never lose the people we love, even to death.

I guess my strongest recurring theme is honoring love, even when it’s lost.

I knew you tried to change the ending.

Our love is like a red, red rose and I am a little thorny.

Old loves are dropped when new ones come.

We should know what is true before we break our rage.

When you lose a person you love so much, surviving the loss is difficult.