Love you more than life itself, more than the sun and the air. You own my soul, Ella May. Micha

You don’t forget. You just move past it. Let go. Be who you were supposed to be instead of who they make you feel like you should be

The cemetery is my sense of comfort, my sanctuary in a world of darkness, the one piece of light that i have in my life.

But I trusted him once and I decide to do it again. I just pray to God he doesn’t shove me down and break me, because I’m already in too many pieces and I just don’t know how much more breaking I can take.

People say that time heals all wounds, and maybe they're right. But whit if the wounds don't heal correctly, like when cuts leave behind nasty scars, or when broken bones mend together, but aren't as smooth anymore? Does it mean they're really healed? Or is it that the body did what it could to fix what broke.

Just because it's broken doesn't mean it loses its importance. And I figured I'd give it to you one day when you realized it was okay to make mistakes.

It's what's buried deep inside that frightens me because it's broken, like a shattered mirror.