In my sleep I have my nightmares, awake I have my thoughts, I am not sure which is worse.

my tears can reveal so much about me that's why I hide them behind my broken hearts...

Why does everyone think a guy who prefers love to people is missing something in his life?

I hated myself for needing him at such times, for craving his strength whenever I felt upset.

You told me how much you hate me when yesterday you told me how much you love me, what happen?

Loving for the second time isn’t sweet; it’s bitter, and hurt more than the first.

Love is your addiction to an eternal longing for someone...A thirst which one cannot relinquish

Stop crying over someone who killed you, start crying over someone who made an effort to fix you.

Love happens only once, and the second time is always a compromise made to forget the first love.

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

You don't deserve it if you don't fight for it or maybe you never deserved it to start with

It's too much to be trusted with someone else's heart. I don't think it ever ends well.

When you are deeply in love,. even the smallest thing can hurt u like hell and break u into pieces...

...Ni siquiera lo había estado buscando, no a ti, y ahora eras lo que mi corazón deseaba.

Ingenuousness is skewed by the cracks in the mirrors of the eye caused by the blunders of the insincere