The broken pieces shatter, the door slams closed. The photo frame drops from its shelf, broken. (just like us.)

I guess I should say thank you, for cutting all my strings. But if it's all the same to you, I wish you'd left my wings.

"It is painful to not be with those that you love, and equally painful to be with those that you hate"

"Never meet with those you love, or even those you hate"

"You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly."

“You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.”

Lies are not right, Lies aren't what anyone want, lies will get you no where. Lies are just like them. (What they used to be.)

Painful was so much like them that it hurt.

It was ironic how painful it was when they left each other, because painful was underrated, painful wasn't meant to be.

"Because true love is when the person you love is happy –whether they are with you or not."