SM:)E

Would it make you feel complete to let me go? Would things be better for you without me to stay? Would you laugh a little more in my absence? Would you be happy?

I must learn to love the fool in me - the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries.

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence.

Things usually work out in the end. ‘What if they don’t?’ That just means you haven’t come to the end yet.

If there’s a thing I’ve learned in my life it’s to not be afraid of the responsibility that comes with caring for other people. What we do for love: those things endure. Even if the people you do them for don’t.

You don’t realize how lonely you are until it’s the end of the day and you have a bunch of things to talk about, but no one to tell them to.

You don’t have to look me in the eye when you tell me you don’t love me, because I know that well enough now.

You’re too “busy” for me, I get it, really I do, I’m just not that important to you as you were to me, sorry I’ll stop bothering you.