Imagine being someone’s unanswered prayers! And then eventually die in peace knowing that in your heart.

It's an art, having a big heart.

Sometimes the sweetest memories are the ones you have no pictures to remember it by. The little film just keeps replaying in your mind.

Never play with the feelings of someone who opens up their heart which is already in pieces.

I'm not alone. You're always here, in my heart, between each breath, folded in the lines of my palm.

The mind says everyone is temporary but the heart fills you with the hope that someone will prove your mind wrong.

Never overestimate the strength of a relationship. The crumbling might have already begun deep inside the heart but that little hope has kept you clinging on to them.

Mind forgets but the heart remembers the things you are trying to forget.

It’s not you. It’s my heart. It’s too soft for the hard wicked ways of the world.