“I want you. I want us. I want it all. With you."

Home is not where you are from, it is where you belong. Some of us travel the whole world to find it. Others, find it in a person.

I placed my head gently on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. “If it ever stops beating, I swear to god mine will too.”

But how do you say goodbye when your heart still wants to hold on?

Sometimes all you need is a second chance, because time wasn’t ready for the first one.

I loved you more than I knew how. And maybe that’s the problem. I loved you too much and you loved me too little, and neither of us knew how to handle the difference.

I’m trying to figure out how a person can become both your heaven and hell. Your darkest place and your safest place. The angel who brings you life, and the demon who takes it away.

We find art in those who are most broken by life.

One day someone will hug you so strong that it will bring together all pieces.