“So many people around you, none like you.”

I have been to places and left my heart in few. None of them felt real, none of them felt like you.

You are healing and you are doing good, like the crescent before becoming full.

Nothing is more beautiful than two broken hearts healing each other.

That damn fire she was so proud of, burnt her own bones.

I’m sure stars and moon run out of laugh, every time a lover promises pluck one of them.

Now that i am numb, i crave for pain.

Flowers only wither to bloom again. So shall you break, only to be whole again.

The wars you create, will be fought by your children, for the people already dead.

I will calm my heart with time and turn us into memories.

Stars must be fed up of hearing your name every time they fall.

Someday your pen will write a revolution. Until then, write your pain.

What a waste of scar if it doesn’t remind you of strength.

More you are hurt, more you have the power to heal others.

Forget soulmate, just find someone who makes you happy.

Too many goodbyes. This girl has mastered the art of letting go.

Tell me my flaws, i’ll show you its beauty.

I’m very happy with my body.

They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything.

Curvy is something to be proud of.

If you love animals, don’t eat them.

Lovesick, bitter and hardened heart. Aching, waiting for life to start

I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.

You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.

Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.