Mountains in the distance remind me of you.
Someone's therapist knows all about you.
Loving you was easy. Hating you was hard. Falling out was insane.
How can you be afraid to live yet scared to die?
And sometimes being in love is not enough to make it work.
Not every relationship is meant to last. Some are there to create an impact on your life. Relationships that last three months are just as important as ones that last a lifetime.
I loved him to death. Then I came to realization with how arrogant he was and instead of falling out of love, I fell harder. Every passing day I fell a little harder, a little faster, and a little sad...
All of your fears and thoughts were mine, you were so scared but it was beyond divine.
I gave him my heart without thinking how it would feel if he returned it.
I believe we were right for each other, but not in that moment, which perhaps hindered any possibility of a future.
The fact that neither of us made sense was the beauty of it.
Loving him made me never want to love another human being.
It was love. It was lust. It was just between us. The passion, the desire, the fire. The way we held on in so little time and his eyes when he saw me for the first time.
How you react to a situation says more about you than you know.
Sticks and stones may break my bones but your words were always the hardest.
You were a rhyme who mattered, a being who slipped all too often.
I loved you with different words than you knew and that seemed to scare you.
I see you in every passing moment.
Sadness brings delicacy. Happiness brings subliminal terror.
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