At the very least, poetry and science are sisters.
But, more likely, they are the soul and the body,
sharing a single heart,
whispering arias to the universe,
waiting to hear it singing back

When I look at you, the stars align
and I feel as if you are picking up my broken bits piece by piece. You make all the pain disappear, and help me forget all the scars as they fade away. I didn't know I was falling for you, I feel as if you complete me.
If only you felt the same way...

Some girls like me are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them