Stay single until you meet the person who looks at you across the room and it’s like a silent dialogue only you two can speak.
You gave me all your brokenness and I cut my fingers trying to put you back together.
Take a chance on her because if you don’t someone else will and that’s when you’re going to regret it.
But the second you make me question my own worth, that’s when I stop trying.
And maybe the way I date and the things I look for in someone is old fashion but maybe generations before us got it right in ways we still need to learn how to.
She doesn’t deserve to feel empty as she gives away pieces of herself to keep you whole.
Every time you text him or see him or like his shit you are taking another step back from healing.
Stay single until meet the girl you want to spend Sunday mornings with.
Sometimes lost love is the one that strikes the deepest.
Stay single until you meet the guy who makes you not want to be.