“He was a wildfire burned bright and fast and free.”

You must be the modern Midas because I am begging for your touch it is the only thing that makes me feel like gold.

You can be the milky way and I’ll be your andromeda.

You are my world and I am a lone planet forever just outside your orbit.

You closed the book before we could reach the end.

Muses are born from a soul that is aching but I would sacrifice the most beautiful art if I could stop one heart from breaking.

You decided you loved me when I decided I was done waiting.

I am a sinking ship and my love it’s time you jump overboard or I am going to take you down with me.

I fell in love with a shooting star.

Don’t be a match to someone else’s candle because, in the end, you’ll both burn out.

Money doesn’t buy happiness but it does buy enough wine to drown out the memories.

I hold entire constellations within my soul but all he saw were the stars in my soul.

Some days it is exhausting to simply exist.

I’m afraid someday my words will run out so I spend every waking moment trying to capture the human experience in purple prose.

I want you he says but you are not mine, She smiles and she says I am not his either, I am my own.

I took my demons put them in a jar and kept them on the highest shelf so that you could never touch them.

You smile brighter when you think no one is looking.

Since you are gone, I collect the stars each night building my own night sky, so I have something to hold onto forever.

The fading blue of yesterdays sky is reminding me of the hopeless love I told the moon about you.

That Sunday afternoon when the rain poured down I was reminded of how important it is to break open every once and a while.

We break ourselves to fit better into all the wrong hearts.

Forever seems dreadful without a love to fill it with.

We are all broken things. But there’s so much beauty in those cracks. And so much strength in those places we’ve mended.

How a love ends should never define your next one.

Sometimes forever is kept in a heartbeat of a second.