The heaviness of world can often feel like we’re living in black and white, sometimes all we need is a splash of color to remind us of the good in life.
Z. ELLIOTTAfter a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.
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I never thought the victim would be me yet there I was paralyzed and struggling to set myself free. It took every fibre in my being to walk away and let it be.
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I was an unfortunate bystander caught up in the winds of your destructive storms, destroyed to ruins with nothing left to spare but feeling of emptiness lingering through air.
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I’m drawn to you like a moth to a flame, it’s no wonder I can’t resist every time you say my name.
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I can barely hold a melodic tune but I’ll still sing love songs all about you.
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I pushed you away like the ocean does to the tides, but we always come back together whether it rains or shines.
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Its the little things that make life worthwhile, like when he looks at me with that innocent smile.
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Instead of adding fuel to the fire I had to learn how to walk away from the flames.
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I don’t need a doctor or a shaman to tell me how I feel, only I have the power to heal. I can mend my wounds into scars as a reminder of where I’ve been and how far I’ve come.
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I knew my healing had purpose when songs that used to remind me of you didn’t bring tears to my eyes anymore.
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Flashes of your touch race through my mind even when I’m with other guys.
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He and I were like water and oil, We could co-exist, but never quite mixed.
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Society tells you to leave when somebody treats you badly but its so much harder than it seems.
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Your lips were soft and tender, warm like september. Every moment spent with you made me feel wild and brand new.
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After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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