For the sake of who I am to become,
I will sacrifice who I am now.

If it’s meant to be, it will be.

My soul desires to be understood
more than it does to be loved.

I fear losing the things I love the most, so I refuse to love anything at all.

Come and open my flesh, peel my skin and eat my bones. And I will let you taste the posion of your words still lingering inside them.

The only person who ever beat you,
offers you a rematch every morning.

Every person you meet leaves something behind. A lesson, a memo, or a different version of you.

I love every flaw in you,
except your absence.

Expectation is the root of all heartache.

For the sake of the bread and salt we shared,
take the bread with you, for your road is long and your patience short.
Leave the salt for me; I want this wound to remain fresh forever.

Every part of me loves every part of you.