Maybe if I stretch my lips, I will remember how to smile.
“My word stinkof blood and goreof sleepless nightsof invisible demonsof razors and knivesof slashed wristsMy words - they stink.”
“I wouldn't go back to ashes or dustWords gave me life and in them I will surrenderFrom words to words..”
“The heart was made to be broken.”
“He does something to me, that boy. Every time. Its his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
“Was it hard?" I ask.Letting go?"Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.”
“Like a prayer, that was how her name sounded on his lips. She took his face in her hands, finding his eyes blazing, his breathing as ragged as her own”
“The smile upon my lips,It will surely never die As I'm waiting here for yountil you're by my side.”
“My lips still quiver when I think about her smile.”
“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that youve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you sa...”
“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there i...”