Losing someone you love, also means losing apart of you.

History, despite it's wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again.

Of all the earthly music, that which reaches farthest into heaven is the beating of a truly oving heart.

I could fill a thousand pages telling you how I felt and still you would not understand. So now I leave without a sound except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground

Never say “I love you” if you have no love to share…
Never share you’re feelings if there are no feelings there…
Never speak of honesty if you’re dishonest from the start…
Never touch a life if you will only break a heart…

I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled even when her heart was broken… the one who could always brighten your day even when she couldn’t brighten her own…

Her skin is a white cloth
And she’s sewn apart
She has many colored pins sticking out of her heart
She knows she has a curse on her
A curse she cannot win
For if someone gets too close to her…
The pins stick farther in