“You didn’t need to make her cuts this deep.”

And in a world full of wonder a loyal soul that keeps your heart whole is the rarest of them all.

And in a world where nothing seems to last you have me.

Your ghost still haunts the empty halls of my soul.

I don’t wanna settle scores I’m just no longer yours.

Let me lay in the forest of your mind and let me wake to the beating of wings in the garden of your heart.

And I vow to be your lasting dream if you follow me into the river.

Be careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.

The forest lays in darkness and decay yet our love blossoms.

Hold me like the end is near and I swear I’ll risk hades’ wrath just to keep you here.

Can’t you see you’re toxic to me there’s no affection just obsession?

Some girls dream of princes and castles others play with matches.

I don’t mind his company but I wish he was you.

I feel too much and I fall in love with words – poet.

Brave soul, you will survive it all.

With him, the tides the moon, and life itself lost their spell over her.

Some nights I wish I could slip into her skin and wear her flesh only to feel his touch.

Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

Forgive but do not forget, or you will be hurt again. Forgiving changes the perspectives. Forgetting loses the lesson.

How many push ups do you do? I don’t know. I only starts counting when it starts hurting.

Most men judge your importance in their lives by how much you can hurt them, not by how happy you can make them.

Hurt’s a reason to change, but all the hurt in the world don’t change facts.

A truly compassionate attitude toward others does not change even if they behave negatively or hurt you.

Our tragedies are only as big as we make them.