“One can learn to break the chains they’re bound by.”

I couldn’t dream of loving you anymore than I already do, Yet every day I wake up so much more in love with you.

Sometimes the words call out to me often waking me from a dream, And other times – Leaving me stranded within one.

I can’t help myself but stare off into empty space I don’t know where else to search for you, And I miss you so much.

When will we learn to respect one another, when will our egos learn to take a seat?

Don’t let anyone tame the wild horses that stampede inside your heart.

I may be incapable of adding Any moments onto our lives, Nor taking back my mistakes. But I could never ponder subtracting even a minute from our lives together.

I’ve become almost professional, at pushing the feelings aside, away, afar. It’s not hard at all, in fact, It’s a chore to feel anything at all.

Seasons change, With my heart along For the ride.

I love the idea of those Who sing in the car; Dance while they eat; Laugh at their own mistakes. I envy these people So in love with just existing.

Your Smile, that smile you beam From cheek to cheek, Has such a way of leaving me weak.

Don’t force yourself into crevices that are much too small For your big, wild heart.

The moon screams, “You’re running out of time,” But perhaps tomorrow is only A new beginning.

Maybe our story didn’t end the way we planned but, Neither did the beginning. Regardless, our story will remain as one of my fondest memories.

I’ve grown tired of playing the warrior In the battle between me And my demons.

It breaks my heart in half watching your spirit fall. So when the light is fading, can I be the one you call?

I truly believe that we amount to what we contribute to the world, But lately, everyone seems more concerned with taking.

Don’t break to break down, break to break high.

When the trust is broken sorry means nothing.

A soulmate who wasn’t meant to be.

We started with a hi and ended with a lie.

Sometimes, healing hurts.

Sadness is great, the parting is a pain, yet in this pain lives the promise of reunion.

My sadness is that you broke your promise.

Fear is a mirror. You have to face it until it breaks.