I want someone who’s hugs bring me back home
And the feeling of being overcome by happy memories fills my mind

Love isn’t worth the pain anymore.
I’m a hopeless romantic and maybe that’s all I’ll ever be.

Four words hold such destruction and chaos in them.

I don't know if I want you
or
If I think that I want you

When you were in need,
And worried,
I was there,

When you were lost,
And you were thrown into the frost,
I was there,

When you needed me the most,
I was there,
But you were not,

When I thought I was alone,
And I was not known,
You were here,

When I was in war with my mind,
And I was fighting blind,
You were here,

When I needed you the most though,
For some reason,
You did not show,

I wonder some days,
If I had pushed you away,
Or if I had scared you not to stay,

It is unclear,
And I fear,
Why you were not here,

People often tell me I'm a lot like my father.
I don't like my father,
But I don't hate him.
I often get so carried away trying to not become my father
That I forgot who I really was.

Why do I always hate myself more after someone compliments me
Or says something nice to me?
It’s like my mind just shuts off and goes into reverse.
And ****
Why can’t i just be happy?

It’s because I believe that I don’t deserve anything but pain and suffering.

Who knew love could be so wickedly beautiful.

I used to wish upon love.
Now I wish upon the strength and the will to withstand it.

I want to know how you would comfort me if I was with you right now.

If I could only find a way to say sorry to you in a way you'd understand, I would.

Life just slips away.
Maybe you didn’t mean it to,
Maybe you just got lost in the ocean of your own thoughts,
Maybe the voices of others bothered you, so you dunked your head under water to drown out the noise,
Maybe it’s all of those moments you wasted on work
Maybe it’s all the times you’ve changed yourself to please someone.
Maybe, you were too busy dreaming of the future, that you forgot to live in the present.

I haven’t written in so long,
My hands have forgotten the way the words move.

The last thing I wrote about was a girl who I thought would be mine.

It is no secret that I’m blinded by love.
Every sane thought tends to disappear without a trace.

I try to lie myself by stating that it’s okay that I’ll never find someone like you.

But the truth is, I keep looking for someone like you.

Someone who understands me like you do,
Someone who knows me.

But there will never be another you.
Because you’re the only person who can fill this hole in my chest.

You’re the only one who can stitch all my wounds closed.
The only one that can pick up the pieces of my shattered heart and help me piece it back together.

You’re the only one who isn’t scared of seeing my dark side.
The only one who doesn’t turn away when things get tough.

Darling, the truth is, you’re the one that I want.

To the world you may be someone,
But to someone you may be the world,
And you my darling are my world

I find it sad that writers find their creativity through their pain and suffering. Yet I'm thankful because they saved my life

I don't think you know the extent of how much harm my ex has caused me
And how much she haunts me.
She caused me so much mental and emotional pain
And I have so much PTSD from that relationship.
I don't think you know how scarred I am from that relationship.
Even the slightest thing can cause memories to flash through my mind.
Simple things such as watching Tv, eating food in front of people causes me so much anxiety.
I don't think you understand.

No, wait, I know you don't understand.

You never knew because you never had the time,
And when you let me talk,
You would never listen,
Perhaps it was my fault that I didn't speak louder,
But you should've been there for me

If I have devilish grin just know
That I'm thinking of you

I've been so close to dying
So close on the verge of death
I go down my list of reasons I live for
And it's always you
That ends up stopping me

It breaks my heart to see you broken

I want to **** everyone who has done you wrong

You deserve more than this

All good people go through hard times

It's not fair that you are the one to get hurt

You mean so much to me

I don't understand why people hurt you

You are so precious

Like a diamond

It's funny how life works.
When I was younger
I used to not care.
Now I'm older
And I care too much.
I can't decide which one is worse,
Caring too much
Or not caring at all

Like a diamond
You are strong
You can conquer anything

Yet you are precious
You glimmer in the light
You make everyone around you sparkle

But you weren't always a diamond
You had to be put through your limits
You had to be tortured

You were forced every day to be put through immense pressure
You had to break and mend over and over again
Until one day you woke up

And you became
Something
More

I will wait for you because honestly
I don't want anyone else

I don’t know what to do

Maybe you were right

We shouldn’t have

I love you more than life and more than death

Dear  Love,

When I first met you I had no intentions of loving you. I did not believe that someone like you could love someone like me; and so I hid my emotions. I saw you with my eyes but not my heart. Yet you were still kind to me and you made me laugh. Our friendship grew and as I started to let my emotions go. I saw our friendship evolve into something great. You always stand by me and give me advice even though it may not be what I want to hear. You help me through dark times and I will always do the same. I love you unconditionally. We are inseparable, nothing can tear us apart. Although we may have our differences, we are connected. We are tied together by an invisible force. We may not get along sometimes and we may fight but I want you to know that I will always love you no matter what. You are the fire within me. You are my heart and soul. You are the very essence of my happiness. I love you more than the universe, multiverse and everything in it. May our love strive.

Love Me

Home is not what city you were born in,
What country of origin you are,
But where you belong.
Home is the feeling of being complete.
People travel the world to find it.
I find it in you.