“Her smile faded as the world erased it.”

She used kindness as her weapon to win the battles agaisnst cruelty.

There are galaxies inside of me for each emotion I feel. One for each; happiness, anger, sadness and one is hollow, for that too, is sometimes how I feel.

Oh moonlight, continue to shine on me. As you light up the sky, maybe some peace will come to me.

You can never know if something is wrong with her because she always acts right.

Some heartahes, you just have to make peace with.

I would rather shoot my arrows than keep them in my bow, I would rather risk it all than risk nothing at all.

She drank up the moonlight to make her soul shine.

Admist the darkness, she tried to hold on to her yellow laughter.

You tell me I will end up where I’m meant to be. So I ask you, Do I have the rights to be disappointed in that destiny?

Is this a parting or are you hoping to meet again? Is this really goodbye, or are you still wanting to cross paths again?

She wore courage to cover her melancholy, Dear Heart, What is this tragedy?

Today, the sky seems a little more blue. Now I don’t feel as lonely without you.

Don’t try too hard to make your galaxy shine in front of everyone, not every star shines from the other galaxy.

Remember that your purpose is indeed to be nothing else but YOU, all that you are and all that you want to be.

Someday, someone will love this universe the way that it is and that someone will be you. Someday, someone will love you the way that you are and that someone will be you.

Windy skies, soft hues, I feel like flying, but my wings have been cut too soon.

And its true I needed you to break my heart to become somewhat of a poet.

Some things are too dark or too painful to share with anyone.

We have hardship without becoming hard. We have heartbreaks without being broken.

Like the mountain, she rises above every challenge, every mistake, every heartbreak.

When you find your purpose, all your pieces suddenly become functional, even the broken ones.

Never mess with a poets heart for they know how to turn broken pieces in a written masterpiece of art.

Ask me about the time you broke my heart and I’ll tell you how I put it back together again.

My love is like a lonely light wandering through the darkness searching for a home.