'Maybe you were just better at goodbyes than me. Knowing how kind your heart is 'better' is probably the wrong word. Perhaps the right word choice is more'efficient'.'

back on your sofa of course I still care love's never wasted when it's shared

‘Perhaps love feels like humiliation All because part of me knows I won’t ever be fully ready, and all there is to do is try my hardest and be the gentlest possible at all times. Perhaps the other part of me remains frustrated at the knowledge that the outcome is only ever partly in my hands.’

it'll do u some good to finally get it into your mind kid don't matter what you dress like or how u speak they ain't ever gonna like you cause of what you look like simple as that

Demand for my trust has been going up because unfortunately supply has been forced down lately I can’t lie 

is sorrow not something deeper than a bruise?

maybe if I saw less of you in my dreams I’d be happier to see you now

I allowed my heart to grow hard in a season of life it needed to protect itself And now it need be hard any longer, well Look how helplessly I observe I am unable to be soft again

revenge's consistency is mortally hollow yet I could only study its properties close enough to realise when I held it in my hands