Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see life with a clearer view again.

Sadness is a name you used to give to your feelings after you lost a few pieces of your heart. I’m helping you look for those pieces for I hope it’s a name you never have to give ever again.

You are the reason why even at the saddest part of my life, I smile. Even at confusion, I understand. Even in betrayal, I trust. Even in fear of pain, I love.

So if you can’t stay, walk away slowly. Rip the plaster off bit by bit, piece by piece. Because I’d rather feel that than nothing at all.