love endures all things

Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.

All sorts of things in this world behave like mirrors.

Only the gentle are ever really strong.

Sometimes it’s not the people who change, it’s the mask that falls off.

I don’t know how to wish you well.

Write her a letter, send her a flower, love only gets old if you let it.

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

May flowers grow in the saddest parts of you.

I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with their bodies, their minds, their weaknesses. I try to build them, to find the parts of them that are missing in me. I end up with holes in my chest.

I may be in pain, but I am not weak.

to love and lose and still be kind.

And her I love you’s sounds a hell of a lot like you can always come home.

Longed for him. Got him. Sh*t.