“The moment you left, you took the beating right out of my heart with your last beat.”

You look at me and I catch fire.

Do small things with great love.

I gave him my heart but he didn’t want any part. So, I sold the pieces to the highest bidders.

Because there is trust and love whatever you tell me I believe you.

Like a flame without its shadow you’re there.

To really know how you feel about someone write their name down.

You mangle my sex and call it love. And I wonder, how many others have confused tar for honey.

Children are pure chaos and love.

You are the guardian of your own happiness. So guard it.

As soon as you realize you don’t need them you will be free.

And the day fell into night but you’re still my brightest light.

I rub my hands to start a fire placing it inside your heart.

And you get everything you wanted from me whilst I only get parts of you.

Maybe the universe is talking and you should listen.

The one thing that sits true among everything else – Love.

Animals don’t care what you look like. They care how you love.

I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.

Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.

It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.

I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.

Without heartache there are no lessons to gain.

There are graveyards inside you made of people that made you ache, made of memories that you barely survived made of trauma and heartbreak. These graveyards need to become gardens where you plant flowers that blossom, for you to let go.

That sadness that you do not speak of, that haunts you in the ache of midnight. Give it to me, I want to heal that.

Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.