“If I wasn’t worthy of explanation, you aren’t worth being remembered.”

Note to self: stop being so soft, remember what he did and move along.

His laugh sounds an awful lot like my happiness.

Drank about you last night, hungover you this morning.

I’m a romantic and that’s the tragedy.

If only you could hold my heart and understand what you left behind.

If only I could kiss you as often as I think about it.

I must have loved you before, in another life, beyond a dream, across centuries.

I just want to be held without having to explain myself.

Imagine how you’ll love when healed.

It breaks my heart that some people are only kind when there is something in it for them. Everything is a business now, including human decency.

Nobody warns you about the fact that you have to go to war if you want to know peace.

Mouths that know desperation like, “the last kiss.

Our story was never one to be told, but know that I remain loving you from here.

A hand that holds what the heart knows it must let go of.

When you’re feeling doubtful, remember that an idea set forth with hard work can create miracles.

If I feel everything, is that a gift or a burden?

Don’t settle for a relationship that won’t let you be yourself.

Sometimes you have to be apart from people you love, but that doesn’t make you love them any less. Sometimes you love them more.

Now just with memories, I can live happily with you.

Patience is key for getting over a breakup. That, and trailing off your interaction after the breakup.

If you are not long, I will wait for you all my life.

Patience is key for getting over a breakup. That, and trailing off your interaction after the breakup.

To live in the hearts we leave behind is to live forever.

Letting go is not easy, but being free is wonderful.