“And when I went to step back I tripped over my heart. It’s a shame he had to see me fall.”

Its been years or maybe just months any day without you feels like eternity.

I bent for you until I broke, I wept for you until I woke, I cared for you but now I won’t.

I’ve tried staying where its safe far away from the deep end. Only to find out people still drown in the shallow end.

you treat me like I’m expendable why is it so easy to let me go?

Letting go is not only okay it’s best.

There is nothing like the four walls of your arms wrapping around me when a storm is near.

I told myself – You’ve got this, Even though I don’t have it at all.

I feel everything to the bottom of its depth maybe its a gift, its probably a curse.

The outer part of me so cold like an armor impenetrable. The words you throw at me ricochet and hit you in the heart.

Shades of black intertwined in my being I try to see in color but darkness is all I’m seeing.

I still remember the first time I saw you, your aura radiated nostalgia of a time where I wanted something so much more than I wanted air.

I take for granted how much I love sad songs when I’m happy I forget how much they hurt when I’m broken.

Late at night I’m awake thinking. I’m afraid of what I’d do to be able to taste you again.

I’d rather be shot by a bullet than to be cut by your words. I’ll die cold on the pavement before I lie in the casket of your assurances.

I will be more than I was yesterday, even if that means I can’t take you with me.

I got what I wanted then I threw it away why do I mess up the only things that want to stay.

I wouldn’t say I could fall in love at first sight, but maybe I just haven’t done that yet.

We don’t rise to the level of our expectations, we fall to the level of our training.

A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love.

And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.

Falling in love, you remain a child; rising in love, you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love – now you are love.

Every family needs to have one person they can count on when everything falls apart.

In efforts to soar above our nature, we invariably fall below it.

When we screw up or fall down, many of us talk to ourselves in ways that we would never talk to someone we love and respect.