I suppose I have only myself to blame. I knew you were a hurricane, but I refused to get out of your way.
There are no such things as ‘weak’ or 'meek’ women. Just women who haven’t unleashed the dangerous wolf that lives inside them yet.
So go ahead, keep pushing her around and calling her names.
I hear there is a full moon tonight.
If they cannot understand the wildness inside you, they will try to tame it and cage it. Find someone who appreciates the beauty of wild things.
She isn’t so hard to understand. You are just treating her like she is a tree when she is an entire forest.
I thought of you in question marks and exclamations, but you only saw me as a comma, not a full stop.
You aren’t just a book. You can’t be summed up in a novel with limited chapters and words. No, you are an entire library, filled with adventures and stories and magic. And it would be the greatest gift to spend the rest of my life, reading every single one of those brilliant books you hold inside of you.
The pain will end, you will love once more, and each time you will forget, that you have loved this way before.
You have shed a thousand skins to become the person you are today.
And if you ever feel overwhelmed by the many people you once were, remember, your bones have grown, but what makes them has never changed.
I broke my own heart when I fell in love with the idea of you rather than who you truly are. Now I miss a person who never existed anywhere except inside my head, and oh God, the pain is excruciating.
Listen, girl, there is nothing fragile about you.
Inside you rest a host of predators, waiting to be unleashed at your command.
Like a scorpion, you must sting when you are endangered, and let your poison paralyse your enemies.
Like a lioness, you must hunt those that threaten you, and raise cubs who are agile hunters like yourself.
Like a cobra, glide effortlessly passed your hypnotized enemies, only sinking your fangs into those who have wronged you.
Like a shark, you must circle your enemy, define it’s movements, striking only when you know it well.
Those who mistreat you, will tell you you are fragile, they will convince you that you are weak. Let them think that you do not know what you hold inside you. Let them think that your heart is broken and weak.
And then, when they think that they have won and push you for their advantage…
Unleash upon them the waiting predators that guard you, destroy them without mercy with the wildness inside your heart.
Please stop letting your past poison your future. Let it go and feel the freedom replace the venom in your veins.
I don’t care if I am not enough for you, I am more than enough for me and that is what counts.
Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls, Thunder in their hearts, and chaos in their bones.
No matter what anyone says, it takes courage to say ‘I am sorry’ and really mean it, even if the other person does not accept it. It takes courage to face someone you have wronged and truly regret it.
‘Why are you so kind to the coldest people?’ he asked.
She looked at the surprise on his face and sighed, “Because cold people weren’t born that way. Because the world has turned their once loving, warm hearts cold. Because they need kindness the most, even if they expect it the least.”
“But what makes you so kind to them even when they are rude?” he persisted.
She smiled. “Because I used to be one of the coldest people until someone touched my heart with loving hands and warmed it up again.”
We were too much, too fast.
We met too soon, too early.
Maybe One day We will meet again and be right together.
But for now, we are too little too late.
People may dress it up really pretty, but a lie is still a lie and always will be.
If I lost you tomorrow, I would name a star after you. Just so that every time I see it I know that somewhere out in the vast universe, you are alive, you exist and you are happy.
The truth is, I have loved you always.
The truth is, you have loved me sometimes.
The truth is, I deserve more than your sometimes, and you don’t deserve my always.
Love someone who is kinder to you than you are to yourself.
She is art, he is poetry, but one day they will meet and make the most magical story.
Twenty minutes spent with you are worth more to me than twenty lifetimes with someone else.