You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you
Even a falling star still shines.
Iโm afraid Iโll be a book that no one reads. Music that no one listens to anymore. Iโm afraid Iโll be abandoned like a movie playing in an empty theater.
What's the point of beauty if it's only seen by one?
I disliked the unfamiliar happiness more than the familiar sadness
My heart was closed. Cold. I was self-conscious and cynical.