we ended like a supernova, in an explosion that was slow and fastat the same time.

i cried because i wasfull of dead stars and broken debris,but you still called mebeautiful.

you were the flaming meteorabout to send me in smokebut i kissed you anyways.there's a burning crater on my lipsfrom your touch andi think i may always be in lovewith you.we looked at each other likewe were the sun and the moonand we knew we'd only eclipse for so long.

we looked at each other likewe were the sun and the moonlocked in a gravitational war,bound to cross and bound tobreak apart.

You were the flaming meteor about to send me up in smokebut I kissed you anyways

11. there will be days where you look in the mirror and want to remold your body like clay, days where you may not even want to get out of bed. on those days, it's okay to cry, to want to be different. but the next morning, remind yourself; you will be okay, you will be okay, you will be okay.

you have to learn how to breathe with pieces of your heart piercing your lungs. trust somebody you shouldn't, make a bad decision. but always learn from your mistakes. too many wrong moves will kill you.

if you love somebody, tell them. if you think somebody may need a friend, be that friend. you don't want to be stuck in the aftermath of a tragedy, thinking, "oh, if only i'd said this. if only i'd done this.

I think I saw you in my dreams, my dearand I learned a thing or two, I have a soul mate, he's there somewherebut that soul mate isn't you