“I’m stuck reliving old memories. moving aimlessly from one memory to another, in hopes of finding solitude; a serenity I never got to experience.”

Your mistakes don’t define you, what you choose to do to fix them does.

There is an empty place in my heart where i’ll grow a garden using the love you’ve planted.

Seek the love that you deserve & only then will you learn the value of self-worth.

How will we learn to fly if we never allow ourselves to fall?

Sometimes in the act of moving on you relive pain everyday until there’s nothing left to feel anymore.

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

We’re a creation of words, constantly looking for acceptance in places we don’t belong.

To grow up is to experience all sorts of heartaches & still manage to see the beauty in every pain.

To love you is to drown every day & still crave the taste of the ocean.

Just like flowers; we shed, only to learn how to prosper again.

I was left with a fragile heart yet, I learned to embrace all my broken pieces.

You were a beautiful dream but dreams dont last long.

I’m seeking endings for tales that have never begun.

You will know your worth eventually & you will heal with time; slowly, yet beautifully.

We drift through life seeking second chances only to lose them once they’re given to us.

I seek calmness in between your words, amidst the chaos that consumes mine

It is in the character of growth that we should learn from both pleasant and unpleasant experiences.

You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face.

Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward.

Experience demands that man is the only animal which devours his own kind, for I can apply no milder term to the general prey of the rich on the poor.

Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.

Experience is the thing of supreme value.

Life is not just the passing of time. Life is the collection of experiences and their intensity.

Wisdom is the daughter of experience.