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

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.

Don’t look at her kind eyes and mistake it for kindness, you are yet unaware about the audacity in her bones and strength in her veins.

I want someone to kiss my scars and tell me I’m beautiful still, that even after my scars I’m worthy to be loved and seen, i want someone to tell me that warriors do not come clean.

And in return for all the love i gave you, all you ever gave me was pain and heartbreak.

Woman have been warriors since the beginning of time, some of us fighting to even be born.

I’m sorry i can’t love in pieces, give me everything or nothing at all.

The moon is witness of all the nights I’ve spent waiting your return.

You say you don’t care but every time he gets hurt you feel the pain too.

A love so deep the ocean gets jealous.

Your thoughts were a prison and I? A helpless prisoner.

I believe, women are miraculous creatures. so compassionate yet carry the potential to bring you hell.

I thought time would heal my broken heart, but its been forever since I fell in love and I’m scared that you took pieces of me that can’t be replaced.

The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.

If through a broken heart God can bring His purposes to pass in the world, then thank Him for breaking your heart.

I know when you ache because I’ve been deep inside every part of you.

How beautiful it is to find a broken heart, to hold it in your hands and give it a place to stay, without fetching a needle and thread.

I learned to make art with my broken heart.

The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe, to match your nature with Nature.

Better that one heart be broken a thousand times in the retelling, he has decided, if it means that a thousand other hearts need not be broken at all.