“You say you don’t care but every time he gets hurt you feel the pain too.”

I am fire, carrying the potential to burn whole forests down, and only because it feels inconvenient i will not settle for a flame.

Don’t look at her kind eyes and mistake it for kindness, you are yet unaware about the audacity in her bones and strength in her veins.

I want someone to kiss my scars and tell me I’m beautiful still, that even after my scars I’m worthy to be loved and seen, i want someone to tell me that warriors do not come clean.

And in return for all the love i gave you, all you ever gave me was pain and heartbreak.

Woman have been warriors since the beginning of time, some of us fighting to even be born.

I’m sorry i can’t love in pieces, give me everything or nothing at all.

The moon is witness of all the nights I’ve spent waiting your return.

A love so deep the ocean gets jealous.

Your thoughts were a prison and I? A helpless prisoner.

I believe, women are miraculous creatures. so compassionate yet carry the potential to bring you hell.

I hope you find someone, who pours love like rain during monsoon, onto all broken parts of you.

The world kept breaking you and here you are- still soft, still loving, how strong of you to maintain your magic in a world where everyone loses their essence.

I’m sorry love scares me, I’ve only seen it end in pain.

The pain keeps dripping down my eyes, but it never really stops hurting.

Even the stars cried when they wrote our fate, a love so deep yet we had to separate.

I stay kind, for the hurt in me knows, pain needs love to heal.

The Christian does not hurt even his enemy.

I prayed in the woods and on the mountain, even before dawn. I felt no hurt from the snow or ice or rain.

I am deeply aware of the disappointment and hurt that my infidelity has caused to so many people, most of all my wife and children.

When we think we have been hurt by someone in the past, we build up defenses to protect ourselves from being hurt in the future. So the fearful past causes a fearful future and the past and future become one.

If you’re in trouble, or hurt or need – go to the poor people. They’re the only ones that’ll help – the only ones.

It hurts me when seeing a girl cry. I want to comfort them as long as I canor I’ll end up crying too.

Love your suffering. Do not resist it, do not flee from it. It is only your aversion to it that hurts, nothing else.

Tell the truth boldly, whether it hurts or not. Never pander to weakness. If truth is too much for intelligent people and sweeps them away, let them go; the sooner the better.