I wish I could tell all the sad-eyed girls who keep trying to love the broken ones:

it may seem like chasing the hardest love is magic like nothing else on earth can come close to the need in your bones

no one has ever loved another in the way that you love him; it is something of utmost worth, to be preserved at all costs

there is finally good reason for the ache in your heart and it is harder to leave than to press on

but I promise you this is only a lesson, not a destiny

and if you will not grow through the despair you will live there cursed in an endless reel

step away now