“Kiss his wounds and tell him its okay to cry, humans have emotions and they bleed sometimes.”

Do you really think you could push away the love that’s meant for you? Do you really think you could keep the love that’s not meant for you?

You hurt and I bleed. What a curse to feel so deeply.

People could stab me with knives and i would still get them aid, For i see a glimpse of me in them. But sadly, people aren’t mirrors.

Look at me, comforting you with the words I wish someone spoke to me.

You greet people and are fooled by their smiles. I greet people and I’m haunted by the pain in their eyes.

Rain love on the people that mean the world to you.

It breaks my heart to see people with such great potential to love, give up on love.

There is no love deeper than a broken soul madly in love.

The purest of hearts go through the deepest of pain.

And if they ask you about my love, tell them of all the times you broke my heart and how i still loved you the same.

I honor pain, for it is because of pain my touch has become tender, my words kinder and my heart humbler.

Fault was neither yours nor mine, its just that it wasn’t the right time.

My heart will always be more yours than it will ever be mine.

I’m just as broken as i seem not to be.

I had gone so blind in fixing your broken pieces i forgot to see how you kept breaking mine.

You said i was your forever, so where are you now my lover?

I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.

We are the same. There is no difference anywhere in the world. People are people. They laugh, cry, feel, and love, and music seems to be the commons denomination that brings us all together. Music cuts through all boundaries and goes right to the soul.

She needs to have a few drinks and cry a little-then she’ll be perfect.

It’s a political and manipulative industry. Actors vie for the same roles, movies are snatched away. Have I ever been manipulated? Yes. But I haven’t manipulated anyone because if you think from the heart, you cannot be calculative. I have spent nights crying.

I write what I can’t say. I weep for these emotions.

When toys are not given to the child, they cry for a moment, but if a child is not given the knowledge of behavior, he then cries for his whole life.