“I chose myself today, not over you. I can never do that, and you know that well. I just chose the new me over my past self.”

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.

I thought butterflies are frail until they began to flit in my stomach.

In the story, I was the woman of words, where you couldn’t be a man of actions. At least my words weren’t a lie.

All those lavenders seemed purple in love they turned lilac without him.

Breaking things as a child seemed so easy, than fixing broken things as a adult.

No thought, no mind, no choice – just being silent, rooted in yourself.

I think people are born bisexual and the make subconscious choices based on the pressures of society.

Happiness and love are just a choice away.

I’m making a conscious choice to see challenges as beneficial so that I can deal with them in the most productive way.

We have a choice – to live or to exist.

I finally understood what true love meant. Love meant that you care for another person’s happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be.

I’m pro-choice. But I hope that choice will be life.

If food is labeled, some people might choose to eat stuff that’s genetically modified. They might decide they love it. But give us a choice.