I live on the extremes of now or never.

chase your dreams before they fly away.

Don’t take yourself too seriously.

Float. Fly. Flow.

It might have stopped bleeding,

but it’s still sore.

The wound...my heart.

You didn’t break my heart;

You. scarred. my. soul.

It took me a hell lot of time to filter out the darkness you pulled me into. You left, while I was left alone in that hurricane of despair. Meandering my way through.

Sometimes I don’t want to be me...

But I don’t know who else to be,

so I continue being a mess...flawed...worthless

Even at your best, you’ll still be the worst for someone.