I wonderif you ever read my poemsand wish they were writtenfor you.
I'm a completely worthless woman and no man should risk his life for me.
I'm just an insomniac struggling for a night where I don't dream of you anymore.
I loved you when I left you.
She left, never to return. I planted a tree and a seed each time I thought of her. I grew a small forest and a large garden and had no one to give the orchids to.
Reshuffllng of thoughts - facilitates a refreshed perspective to a mental deadlock!
It's easier for me to forget you than for me to try and love you again
There isn't much difference between "giving" and "leaving". While the former will ALWAYS come back to you, the latter will only do if it was meant to be yours in the first place.
Some people are meant to frame your destiny but not reach the destined destination with you.
Sometimes a woman will look back on what she had, not because she wants to go there but to motivate her to do better.
EACH MORNING I SAY WAKE UP,I GOT A CHANCE TO MAKE UP,MY WRONGS HAS TO BE CLEAN UP,MY PAST IS A BREAK UP,I HAVE TO THINK FOR FUTURE BACK UP.
i know it all ends the same,but i was interested in seeinghow you would break my heart.
I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint.
If someone doesn't like what you bring to the table in a relationship, let them eat alone.
From midnight to 4: 00 AM is the loneliest time in the world. Because for those of us too sad to sleep, the only thing we have to look at is an empty bed, and the only thing we have to think of is eve...
Question: Where do I go from here?Answer: Out of your comfort zone. In the direction of your dreams.
My demeanor isn't that of a woman enraged. To see me slumped, glassy-eyed, holding a sandwich someone has cut for me into four "manageable" pieces, a person might tell you I look much more like a woma...
I don't want to know that you don't want me. I don't want to know what you do without me. I don't want to know what I'll be without you. I dont wanna know. I don't wanna know.
I left her because of you,not for you.
I love to talk to flowers. They are sensitive. And sometimes I just want to have couple of wings and fly away... Will you ever notice?