“You tilt your head back. You breathe. When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and you pray for rain. And you teach your sons and daughters there are sharks in the water. But the only way to survive is to breathe deep and dive.”— Andrea Gibson, ohandreagibson.tumblr.com
“Our toothbrushes sitting in a cup on the edge of the sink are the most intimate thing I have ever known.”— Fortesa Latifi, amazon.com
“Her veins flowed with liquid poetry. I stole the words from her mouth with my kisses.”— j. m. green, pinterest.com
“Your hand met mine, two puzzle pieces fitting. Like finding my way home recovering what was missing. Heart-sparks in the dark, formed a soul-mate constellation. Your eyes and voice seemed, both familiar, and a revelation.”— j. m. green, pinterest.com
“I want to hold you close, skin on skin, and let our heartbeats have a conversation.”— j. m. green, pinterest.com
“i think the stars have become jealous of you. i gaze at you the way i used to gaze at them. but what do you expect when i realized they are small, and you are infinite.”— Dara, hellopoetry.com
“You keep making poetry out of people who never stayed as if all the pretty words in the world can cover up the heartache.”— Genefe Navilon, letters-to-the-sea.tumblr.com
“When it's 3am and you can't sleep, open your window or step outside your house. Feel the crisp, cold air on your skin. Take a deep breath and watch as you create clouds when you breathe out. Look at the dark blue sky that sits above your head and marvel at how beautiful it is. Try to find the moon a…”— Unknown, kristennwalterss.tumblr.com
“I admit I was afraid to love. Not just love, but to love her. For she was a stunning mystery. She carried things deep inside her that no one has yet to understand, and I, I was afraid to fail, like the others. She was the ocean and I was just a boy who loved the waves but was completely terrified to…”— Unknown, tumblr.com
“And in the end, we were all just humans… Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”— F. Scott Fitzgerald, bookaddictiion.tumblr.com
“There's nothing more to the story. When we met he looked like forever & I swore I'd love him slow as summer. It's been August ever since.”— Amanda Torroni, amandatorroni.tumblr.com
“as a writer, if someone falls in love with my work, i know they have fallen in love with my mind. having no idea what my face looks like, they chose my mind. art may be the only space a woman can be whole without being seen.”— Nayyirah Waheed, nayyirahwaheed.tumblr.com
“When anyone escapes, my heart leaps up. Even when it’s I who am escaped from, I am half on the side of the leaver.”— Sharon Olds, amazon.com
“I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill. But I'm also feeling all that I have in my life, which, includes what I have lost, as…”— Gayle Forman, Mia, amazon.com
“He was terribly aware of the forces that brought people together and split them apart, and he wondered what his daughter was doing, far across the city; if she was still telling the story of a girl caught between the tidal pull of the moon and of the world. Or if she had already moved on.”— E. K. Ota, narrativemagazine.com
“There’ll come a night when your bodies will entwine in the darkness, summer rain hammering on the windows in that uncompromising way it does sometimes, and you’ll peel your cheek from their clammy chest and you’ll whisper, quietly, shyly, perhaps, something about ‘home’. How the definition of that w…”— Kathy Brown, thoughtcatalog.com
“But she loved him, too, with a ferocity that eventually forced her to leave him. They fought each other with the kind of graceful anger that only love can create. Still, their love was passionate, unpredictable, and selfish.’”— Sherman Alexie, amazon.com