He and I were like water and oil, We could co-exist, but never quite mixed.
Z. ELLIOTTI never thought the victim would be me yet there I was paralyzed and struggling to set myself free. It took every fibre in my being to walk away and let it be.
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My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
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Grief sits uncomfortably until it seeps under your skin, so you no longer feel weighed down by it but still feel its subtle presence.
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He took the pieces of my broken heart and turned them into a mosaic for his own viewing pleasure.
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I can barely hold a melodic tune but I’ll still sing love songs all about you.
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There are so many beautiful parts of me but your eyes were too out of focus to notice.
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Instead of adding fuel to the fire I had to learn how to walk away from the flames.
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Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.
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I won’t be like snow white and wait around for some guy. Prince charming’s kiss isn’t the only thing that makes me feel alive.
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Your lips were soft and tender, warm like september. Every moment spent with you made me feel wild and brand new.
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I was an unfortunate bystander caught up in the winds of your destructive storms, destroyed to ruins with nothing left to spare but feeling of emptiness lingering through air.
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Please don’t make me feel special or worthy of your time If you’re just going to feed other girls those same sweet lines.
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Instead of pouring me the finest liquor, he filled my cup with false promises and sweet nothings.
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He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.
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I had shed my old skin so I could make room to grow into myself again.
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Ink pours like rain when I think about all the times you said my name, heartache just falls onto the page.
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