“The sadness in her eyes was more beautiful than any sunrise.”

I am laden with body memories from lifetimes I don’t remember.

I’m not unreasonable I just think it’s very reasonable you would fall in love with me.

It seems to me a cruelty beauty and tragedies are lovers.

I’ve only ever wanted to be new.

She was always falling in love with the complexities of the human heart.

I know the way isn’t clear hold steady anyway.

And sometimes love looks like choosing.

Your lies were so beautiful that I miss them more than you.

Let me show you just how bad good love can be.

I fear I am and will always be the river emptying into your sea.

I was perfect until I broke.

You only knew the parts of me you accepted in yourself.

I am so sorry; you see, I wanted to love you, but I had to be free.

My darling, how lonely it is to love you.

You were a nightmare I never wanted to wake up from.

I am jealous of the wind because she gets to touch you.

It tastes like gold, and everything before then felt like dust. Everytime they question how beautiful your love Is.

The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express.

This place, this moment is the most peaceful and the most beautiful I have ever known.

Healing is a messy process. But it always has a beautiful ending.

The edges of our heart hold the most beautiful memories.

The highest and most beautiful things in life are not to be heard about, nor read about, nor seen but, if one will, are to be lived.

Oh, how beautifully you will bloom again.

Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.