“Have I known it was going to end this way; I would’ve kept some love for myself, & chose me over you.”

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.

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.

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

Breaking things as a child seemed so easy, than fixing broken things as a adult.

Never expect the wrong person to love you the right way.

It’s very relaxing for me to sing. It’s a good break from the hard training and the fighting.

I was very quiet until I got at the piano, and weekends, lunch breaks, after school, before school, I was just making music.

When a relationship doesn’t work anymore, it’s terrible to stay with someone that you don’t love.

Vibes change, Connections break.

Your eyes met mine, and we know our story, from beginning to the end, all things said and unsaid.

To all those I have loved and left, please know, it wasn’t you. For though I’d not wish you bereft, this heart seeks pastures new.