“Do not compromise who you are to satisfy the ones that are always trying to change you, that are constantly disappointed in your love.”

You have always been able to manipulate my heart in such a way that even though I’m bleeding, I offer you band aids that are holding me together.

Piece by piece we rebuild the moon each night.

Forgiveness is a baked good it takes time and patience and i used to enjoy bouncing around the kitchen mixing sugar and love- but i don’t bake anymore.

I realize, no matter how much we grew, no matter how much we may have learnt, at the end of the day we both lost- because we didn’t have each other.

You are the sweet, soft, delicacy that delights my soul. I want to taste every part of your aura’s citrusy tang.

Dear me, I love you the most when you are being yourself.

Often all we can do is breathe, even that can be hard sometimes.

I’ve scattered poems all across this world so that if you ever decide to wonder about an old friend you could see that despite all my anger really- I just miss you.

Some things won’t change-some things can’t.

Last winter was colder than usual. Maybe it was the warmth that died with the millions of lives covid stole, or maybe it was the way close people betrayed me and left a gaping hole.

After the vines that were tightly wrapped around my neck finally loosened, I made a vow to never take breathing for granted again.

I wonder if she understands how different she is from any other friends I’ve had, If she recognizes how many of my poems are about the way our souls entwine, If she’ll ever know how much I love her.

I’ve grown to enjoy solitude it doesn’t feel as lonely when you are accompanied by a pen and paper.

It gives me chills the way the world trembles when the past is on its way back.

On my most dreary days, hand me a map of Europe and a cup of tea and just wait for my dreams to encapsulate my soul.

I have had many highs and lows in my short life neither stays long enough to be familiar.

A false conclusion once arrived at and widely accepted is not easily dislodged and the less it is understood the more tenaciously it is held.

Emotional turmoil can be a powerful catalyst to reconnect us with our divine nature. It propels us into a journey of self discovery and urges us to learn how to love and accept our entire being.

It is not necessary to accept the choices handed down to you by life as you know it.

The world mirrors yourself back to you. If you love, nourish, and appreciate yourself internally it will show up in your external life. If you want more love, give more love to yourself. If you want acceptance, accept yourself.

We are who we are, and when you accept people instead of trying to change them to fit your needs, your relationships can fully blossom.

We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us.

When you invoke the agent of change called acceptance, you must accept all that you are, all that you’ve been and all that you will be in the future.

For us it’s not easy to be conformist, I cannot stand to be conformist, I don’t accept what it is, I like to say no. If I see an injustice I scream.