Silence says what words can't.

The world is loud. Protect your quiet.

Even the moon has phases.

Your past is a place to learn from, not live in.

Some memories are homes you can't move back into.

Darkness is just the backdrop for your light.

I stopped asking why and started asking what's next.

The heart breaks, then it builds.

I miss the version of me that didn't overthink.

Life is a collection of small moments we didn't notice at the time.

Your story isn't over just because a chapter hurt.

Somewhere between who I was and who I'm becoming.

Time doesn't heal. What you do with time heals.

Not all who leave were meant to stay.

The version of me you hurt doesn't live here anymore.

We are made of every goodbye we survived.