"I'll never know if it was figuratively or literally when he said I drove him crazy."

"Your worth is what you allow it to be."

"Sometimes others narcissism will take place of your happiness. Don't let it happen."

"Sometimes the anxiety takes over and I can't seem to fathom the love he gives me."

"I love him. So much. To the point where you won't understand. You don't get it because I don't get it. It's there. It exists. It flows. It moves like rapids through my veins. Comes with bursts and occasionally fades with the day, but it's always there. And when you find love like that, you don't want to give it up. But sometimes you have to and sometimes you have to give it to someone else. That's the hard part."

"My mistakes were because I was selfless. I wanted to complete someone else, I didn't think about completing myself."

"I loved you before all of this. When there was nothing. When there was only a single atom in the night sky."

"Making love with strangers is how you get hurt."

"You want to know what I loved about him? Everything. From a freckle on his ass down to his undying selfish need to always be right."

"Not every relationship is meant to last. Some are there to create an impact on your life. Relationships that last three months are just as important as ones that last a lifetime."

"They say if the love is true, then it's easy. But that's false. Love is complicated. It's sticky. It's bliss and it's a mix of emotions. It's not easy."

"His eyes said what I cannot see."

"All of your fears and thoughts were mine, you were so scared but it was beyond divine."

"I romanticized him until he was the perfect being. A soul so beautiful, but so immensely evil too."

"Sometimes he does talk back, but sometimes he doesn't. Sometimes he's not there; and from time to time I believe this was all nothing but imaginary."

"They're scared of the other kind of love. The one which lacks hurt, but pains after awhile."

"You can't just be. You have to become."

"I believe we were right for each other, but not in that moment, which perhaps hindered any possibility of a future."

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but your words were always the hardest."

"I'm not looking for anything, but who knows. Lightning is weird."

"You don't get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it's yours and no longer theirs."

"Losing someone doesn't scare me. Death doesn't scare me. What scares me is the inability to no longer feel the touch of the one you love."

"Loving him made me never want to love another human being."

"I never expected to fall in love. I never expected to float or fall a thousand feet and create the crevice I called my life. But the thing with crevices, there's always a top and always a bottom. And the feeling of appreciation when you look from the top and understand how fast it can all come crashing down - it's more than beautiful and more than words could ever explain."

"You didn't understand the poem, but that was because it wasn't for you. It was for me to understand the pain you put me through."

"If I had amnesia, I know I would fall in love with you all over again."

"Sometimes love them more than you, but just make sure you love yourself too."

"They always come back, but we don't always answer."

"If you're in a relationship and find yourself constantly using "we instead of "I - stop. You are more than your relationship."

"He wasn't my boyfriend, but he was something. Someone who made a positive impact on my life regardless of the negative. He changed my perspective for the better and made me who I am in this very second. I appreciate, cherish, and thank him for it; and I will for this life and into any life that may come."

"When is it too right but too wrong to be right?"

"I didn't know what it was, who I was or who he was. I just knew what we could have become as one."

"I stumbled upon something and someone so magnificent I was truly blind to it."

"I danced as he twirled in and out of consciousness, and there we were, one in love and the other astray."

"I remember things like dates down to minutes, what they smelled like, how they walked and how they tug their hands in their pockets. I twine myself in nostalgia of moments and not necessarily the people in them. I long for the idea of the past and occasionally forget the present. I find myself lost in memories, just looking to recreate the moment; forgetting the past is in the past and what we have is now."

"I think we might've met in a past life. You know, one of those you pass and think, wow you're kind of beautiful. Just one of those."

"You were a rhyme who mattered, a being who slipped all too often."

"Eventually I'll stop writing about you and it'll be bittersweet. Not because I'm not in love with you, but because I'll just love you."

"My months are spent preparing for the fall."

"We love certain people until death. We love others until we don't. And sometimes we never fell in love in the first place. Falling in love isn't necessary. Building character, life experience, development, and self-love: those are important. People get lost in the idea of affection for another person that they completely disregard themselves. That's dangerous. Life isn't about building something with someone. Life is about building something for yourself, but if someone comes along and they align, you share it with them."

"I stopped writing in the obvious. I wrote how I saw it and if they don't understand it, that's fine."

"Who knows if you're alive anymore, but better yet, who knows if I'm even alive anymore?"

"I write the right. I do the left."

"I like the chase, scavenging and how we unravel. Standing naked with all my pores at the door. Waiting for a response, a love, someone to call my home. Where my emotions graze the air and I'm lying half past gone."

"You can't patch cracks on a glass house."

"I smell him in intervals, in varieties, in ways I don't quite understand."

"Sure, he might not have been perfect, but if I thought he was, isn't that all that matters?"

"His whisper was the softest sound I ever knew, which seemed to bring the loudest heartbeat."

"He wasn't a good person, but I painted him to be and since I painted it, I believed it."

"I knew I'd be troubled, but who knew awhile meant forever?"