“You are not your pain you are pure infinity and a little more.”

Night moon shines down on us reflecting our kindred souls colliding.

You are the season of love, light and endless grace awe excludes from you.

And I knew something was deeply broken inside me when you gave me the most glimmering of compliments and I still could not bring myself to muster even the faintest of smiles.

Now the fireflies do more justice with their light than we ever did.

And all the sorries I imagined you would say was just apologies that never came.

And even if a short while from now you take off to inhabit some cloud way above cloud nine I’d still rather stay grounded and watch the stars from here.

There is beauty in endings, for they are simply our new beginnings.

And I will continue to be like the sun falling yet rising every single day.

It’s too good to be true things are bound to go terribly wrong at some point – whenever things are going good for a while.

Anxiety sucks creeps its way into your brain and decides to stay.

If we die now what will all this have been for? mere clasping at straws.

Make your peace with those things that start a war within you.

Now I just say my words bleed from wounds that never healed.

Strength runs through our veins that’s why even when we fall we always get up.

Don’t be deceived beloved no one really knows what they’re doing.

I tried to write you something uplifting but I could only see grey.

The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say My tooth is aching than to say “My heart is broken.

God is a concept by which we measure our pain.

Push it to the limit, push it through the pain.

Learning is a gift, even when pain is your teacher!

The pain that you hold is yours. This pain is not your curse; this pain is your privilege.

I don’t count my sit-ups; I only start counting when it starts hurting because they’re the only ones that count.

Knowledge is pain that’s why it hurts to know.

Sudden goodbyes are painful.