I thought I knew myself so well when I found you, but i was only getting to know more of you, less of me.

I think too much about how i could stop thinking.

It's ugly to see love as a chemical we're all going to run out of someday.

Life is now. Don't cling to the past, don't live in the future. Be, now.

Just when I think I'm over it all, I meet you again... and I'm back to square one.

I'm having daymares, so I try to escape into sleep,
but find myself looping through vivid nightmares.
My life's a cruel joke, and in my dreams I'm still a fool.

The result of this breakup is melancholy, a sad symphony that will always echo inside of me.

I don't know when sadness showed up
But I definitely had my doors open,
I don't know if it was right to trust
But I know my heart is now frozen.

<<from a poem of mine>>

Reciprocal love is the sweetest part of it all. Then there is the sour, which is profoundly experienced when the only thing you get from someone you love is indifference.

You held me so tight, it was natural for me to feel safe in your life.
You left me so hard, that my life now feels profoundly crushed.