“Your love was more of a funeral of hearts than a union of souls.”

I want you to bury your sorrows in the depths of my embrace.

In this body I built a temple, in this skin I found a home.

You can pick my flower but my roots will remain and I will keep blooming – there is no stopping me now.

She’s the kind of girl that makes you fall in love with life just by watching her live hers.

You’re not meant to be broken but you are meant to be rebuilt.

First you must build a home in yourself before you start inviting people in.

Start small but think big. You can come far on your journey by making little steps.

Don’t worry my dear, the sun will rise again and so will your heart from these dark places.

All I want is you and me wrapped in embrace for all eternity.

She is the storm and the rainbow that comes after.

Love is the only thing that can break us down as much as it can lift us up.

I am not the same person as I started, but then again that was always the point of it.

The fire in your bones, will fuel the light in your heart that will make flowers bloom from your soul.

Is it just me or do the stars shine brighter when we are beneath them.

It kills me to know, that I healed your broken heart just so you could walk away and beat someone else’s name.

She’s the one that is always there, the one that carried you inside and gave you life.