I stopped writing in the obvious. I wrote how I saw it and if they don’t understand it, that’s fine.

The fact that neither of us made sense was the beauty of it.

Treasure your time,don’t test it.

You didn’t understand the poem, but that was because it wasn’t for you. It was for me to understand the pain you put me through.

Give second chances, third chances, but not a fourth, a fifth, a sixth and so on. Appreciate yourself and understand your worth – know it takes time for people to change, to become better. But know what you can take and what you deserve.

I fear falling in love and understanding why.

It didn’t affect him because he couldn’t fathom how I felt. He never saw how I held or how I dealt. And when a breeze hits, his first thought is never a scent. We worked in different ways and different places, which were divided by a constellation.

Instead of understanding my problems, he used them against me and that’s when I knew we weren’t quite right.