These are the pieces of my youth, the small secrets and the not-so-great expectations that defined my coming of age.
What is nothing to you, can be love to me
Maybe the start line was supposed to be your finish line. Don’t be afraid to walk backwards.
Even a falling star still shines.
It didn’t rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.
You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you