“The believe you carry in yourself is what makes you unbelievable for others.”

If I’m sharing you with myself, I’m daring to share your thirst for warmth, your body and soul, even your mistakes gone wrong.

Darling, everything is likely to fall in place, only if you make up your mind to stay.

My notebook couldn’t carry the burden of all those words which my heart once felt.

We have engaged ourselves so much in the idea of self love, that everyone else appears to be empty shelves.

The sound of those crickets still drowns me in the summer fantasy.

She who has the courage to dive deep into the ocean will find the pearls.

I couldn’t experience an end with you, because you have always been a beginning to something new every day.

I found the universe in you when people thought the sky is the limit.

Anger makes you vulnerable, It slowdowns the mind and make us slip our tongues often.

Sometimes it’s suffocating by being surrounded by happiness and not being able to feel it.

It’s exhausting stitching the bruises of the past with the one you see your whole life with.

Surviving is to overcome a hurting wound living is to see your face each morning.

You were drunk in love by the time I was already sober.

Sometimes I wish that I was the first you’ve met when you turned eighteen. There could be so many more years which we could have lived together.

You make sunlight doubt its role in winters as you set my body on fire.

There are these emotions which are eager to scream aloud, but they settle inside us without a cry.

Don’t forget to believe in yourself.

Life is a lonely journey. We expect and even believe that someone will always be there for us, but that illusion fades away with age and time.

Sometimes I can’t believe I decided to heal even when I didn’t deserve it. Even when I did.

It turns out the monster in you overshadowed the ghost of kindness I so believed in.

I don’t believe in love at first sight; only now I realize that you did.

Don’t believe everything you hear about me, who can speak louder than me, wearing your last name instead of mine.

The more you believe, the brighter you will shine.

Can anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?