You have the power to overcome. You have the power to persist. You have the power to be hurting and scared and broken while still courageously pressing onward.

I promise permanence. I promise persistence. I promise that falling in love was just the beginning for us.

Not many get to see this side of him. So, if you do, know that you’re lucky.

Spilled InkIt seemed unfairAnd unfinished,And now it would always be tragic.Because you keptLoving themEven when the story ended.And there was nowhereTo spill the inkOf the heartbreak their absence wrote.

We left this love in ruins, wreckage and debris. A ghost of our former glory, artifacts of what used to be.

Protect your heart from thoughtless peoplewho have no regardfor the damage they cause.For they are reckless in their pursuit andhasty in their retreat,taking only what they wanted and leavingyou to deal with the aftermath.

I spill my hearton pure white pages,and let the ink danceand twirl into thesplattered story of my soul.

I find solacein a serenadethe words of a strangerbringing comfortthrough the lines of a song,The pain intertwinedin the verses and half notesMy heart knows the wordsand I sing alongas my soul finds healingthrough a balladswirling through my stereo

I know this life isn’t fair. I know that beauty will fade and hard times will grip our hearts and darkness will threaten to swallow us whole. But, I’m ready to face the night with you.