Canta y No Llores

We are our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.

I do not know who I am, where I am going - and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these hideous questions.

It is unbearably painful for the soul to love silently.

I learned that people leave. Even if they have promised a thousand times that they won’t.

It takes all that I have to force myself not to think about your lips on mine But sometimes I allow myself to let my mind wander and think of you for ages while I’m falling to pieces.

Book of the day: The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

My mind enjoys solitude, but my heart hates being alone. I crave the freedom to roam where I please, to live independently; but deep down I find myself longing for someone who will stay by my side, someone who will guide me home when I wander too far.

If only I could be the outgoing, witty, articulate, enchanting, empathetic person I am in my mind,” she thought to herself, “how different would my life be?

There are still times when I feel the wind get knocked out of me because I’m hit with memories of you.

When your eyes lock with mine I feel every moment we shared hit me full force, but I smile. I say hi. And I pretend I’m fine. Even though I’m falling apart on the inside.