81 Quotes About Jenim-dibie

Why can't we breathe now, In this moment we have breath?

Your words were music to me tonight, but you weren't mine to listen to.

How love takes your blanket, how life freezes you to death.

You never needed wings to fly,You only needed love.

I was made of sadness, still you called me poetry.

So much skin. So little soul.

Sometimes you don’t need to be anything. Sometimes being is enough.

Sometimes, poetry isn't so much words, it's more like oxygen.

I wrote you in my heart hoping it'd be your favorite book.