Halsey

I’m standing in the ashes of who I used to be.

She doesn’t let me have control anymore. I must’ve crossed a line, I must’ve lost my mind.

And now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. Already choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it.

Sometimes the heart is deceiving.

I bet you kiss your knuckles right before they touch my cheek.

I’m not something to butter up and taste when you get bored.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.

I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or misfortune in the world.

Trust. Above all, I ask for trust. You won’t know every thought that crosses my mind, but just know that they’re all for us.

The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.

I’m only ever in two places – with you or on the way.

I believe we’re all in denial about the people we love.

He’s out his head, I’m out my mind. We got that love, the crazy kind.

When I told you I wasn’t in love, I lied.

You know quite well, deep within you, that there is only a single magic, a single power, a single salvation… and that is called loving. Well then, love your suffering. Do not resist it, do not flee from it. It is only your aversion to it that hurts, nothing else.

If we are simply energy, neither created or destroyed, and if a body is just a body, celestial or not, why don’t you come over here and we will make collisions out of moments.

True love is finding your soulmate in your best friend.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

Love conquers all things except poverty and toothache!

Once you have drunk from the water of unconditional love, no other well can satisfy your thirst. The pangs of separation may become so intense that seeking the affection of the Beloved becomes an obsession.