Tears are just feelings that ran out of room.

The hardest part is acting like it doesn't hurt.

Missing someone I can't call.

Better days are coming, I hope.

Empty room, full of memories.

I'm fine. (I'm not.)

Some things were never meant to stay.

Nobody talks about how lonely growing up is.

A little broken, still beautiful.

Back to square one, a little wiser.

Some people are lessons, not forever.

Smiling in pictures, healing in private.

I miss the person I thought you were.

Hearts break quietly.

just need a hug and a long nap

Some memories hurt more than they help.