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

Anxiety is way louder than it sounds, I want to speak but i am short of breath.

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.

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.

So many people around you, none like you.

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.

When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.

I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.

If a builder builds a house and the house falls and kills some one in the house the owners may kill the builder.

I fell in love, not with anything or anybody in particular but with everything.

Tastes and preferences change with time, But I fall in love with you daily.

My love isn’t love. It is devotion. I don’t fall in love, I shatter. I don’t love, I worship.

Let the weight fall all there is to do is be here at all.

Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.