I trust that God’s plan is so much greater than mine that at this point in my life I just need to trust. I need to stop making things happen on my own, I need to allow myself to break down and build myself up again and again, and I need to look after myself for once.
The same stars who witnessed how you kissed me in the light of its thousands. The stars, where my love for you goes and come back.
I want what I give, given back to me in return.
You should not be judged by the way you’re hurting. No one can tell you what you should and shouldn’t feel.
I don’t know where you’ve gone, but I hope that you’re okay. I hope you’re not in pain.
I wanted to find your lips in the half light, to drink you in, shed the sheets and wrap myself in you.
You got to believe everything that happens in life, happens for a reason.
Maybe all it takes is a profound film, book, song or piece of artwork to convince others that there are still some things that are right in a world of wrongs.
What has happened to you does not, and will never define you.