"Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will."

When you’re surrounded by all these people, it can be lonelier than when you’re by yourself. You can be in a huge crowd, but if you don’t feel like you can trust anyone or talk to anybody, you feel like you’re really alone.

All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.

Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.

It’s poetic, you know. Us. How there’s still something there after two years of us never being able to express any of it. How we never had each other and still found a way to lose each other. I feel that tug, like there’s something the universe isn’t telling us. Everything changed, but at the same time, we are still the same people we were at fifteen. Our souls still recognize each other.

I knew I lost you the moment I could no longer see the stars in your eyes.

I think about you more than I should. You cross my mind when I listen to a song I know you like. You lace my thoughts on cold nights and lazy afternoons and busy weekends. You play a starring role in every fantasy about my future. Is this my fate? To be haunted by an idea of you?