“It feels ironic when you wake up one day and try to unlove a person you dreamed of waking up with.”

There’s another part of me which resists you, which loves me.

Even the pages I ink crave your name.

Remind yourself that you ended a chapter to start a new one not to re-read the previous one.

I need a house, full of books, devoid of heartaches.

People don’t last, their actions say the lasting words for them.

As far as possible, let’s meet beyond the stars.

Let me know you to the core, let me be sweet to the sour.

I wish I could go back in time, not to do it all over again but just to be there for myself.

Filled with sorrow yet empty.

Happiness is found by filling your voids with a leap of faith.

There is something immensely dark about wars, they give more reasons to destruct and fewer reasons to reconstruct.

All the colors turned grey, all the lights turned dark, I met you and saw the world collapse.

Be kind even if they shattered you, They’ll have their own karma pieces.

Violets are blue, you have no clue how much I love you.

When people know you too well, they use you too well.

Your inner child is your purest gut.

Losing yourself is not worth for temporary people.

I’ve experienced departure far too much to have the courage and call anyone my own.

Sometimes life breaks us and buries us alive, but that is how we find our purpose and rise bloom in love.

Some people can be in your memories but not in your life.

In the end, I closed our book and never dared to read it again.

Sometimes I wonder, do the trees get sad when they see leaves fell?

Every moment I find myself alone without you, hold me, stop me, I am strayed.

This is face blindness, but not really it. Among all the faces I see, I could only see yours.