When you’ll get older you’ll realize…
That a broken knee is better than a broken heart.
That being alone is better than being surrounded by people who’re not a keeper of your peace.
When you’ll get older you’ll realize…
That a broken knee is better than a broken heart.
That being alone is better than being surrounded by people who’re not a keeper of your peace.
You can still choose to smile,
even if you’re in pain.
Some goodbyes left us a lot of questions, but we don’t long to find the answers anymore.
Why? Because it feels like when you begin to question—you’ll begin to float yourself in an abyss of the unknown, and that is exhausting…
It’s not a question of “WHEN.”
When will the pain end?
When will I move on?
When can I stop my heart from missing and loving someone?
When will I be happy again?
And the list goes on for all your “WHEN?”