Vsco Love Quotes

She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.

She was broken, I think it’s because she loved too much and she was always blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken.

But dear, don’t be afraid of love it’s only magic.

The truth is I didn’t need therapy; I just needed to feel loved and know that someone out there craved my attention.

Maybe I hope too much. Maybe I dream too much or maybe I love too much to just give up on you.

Maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves.

She wildly burned for the one she loved and he stood there watching, hoping he too would catch a blaze from the violence stirring in her heart.

I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.

I know how you feel because I’ve been there too. I’ve hated and I’ve loved. I’ve seen my demons root and crawl and my angels branch and soar. I've died within myself and lived a thousand different lives. I too fight the same war and I too am drowning in the puddles of self-consciousness this world created.

With all honesty, somewhere between the hello and the dreams I saw you in I fell in love.

The chaos in me is the chaos in you. Like the love in you is the love in me. So maybe we’re both a little crazy. Enough to believe we’re found where dreams are born and beneath our faults remain a science, where you and I will run away and leave nothing behind.

Ill love you with every little bit of everything that has ever consumed me and I will forever love you and forever find you in every life time and so on. Until the stars die out and the universe leaps but even then, my love will remain.

She wasn't broken. She was just bent, over the chance of being ignored by the one she loved.

The more I learned the less I felt I knew you and I got lost counting stars, I fell dreaming. Sometimes I’d wander away. Maybe I wasn’t ready or maybe it was just a hard time to love. You always reminded me of home and I could never fathom the reasoning behind your smile. Perhaps one day, if we believe enough, we’ll find our way.

She had more of me then I had of myself. We were both wild birds chasing the stars. We’d lose our way and find new places, close our eyes and fall back towards a constellation of dreams. We wrapped ourselves in a blanket of passion and each night we fell deeper without control, into this strange space called love.

She had the power to change the world but she couldn't save the one she loved.

The fear of loving a dog, is knowing one day they’ll be gone and you could never find eyes that express all that you feel.

Broken hearts, you can run, you can hide and perhaps the earth is big enough to believe you’re safe. So maybe for a moment you have escaped but hear me, hear me well. Love will find you and it will leave nothing behind.

Excuse me, I feel interrupted and I think I've overdose from the idea of loving you.

To love is to soar in the wild unexpectedly.

We’re only instruments of love, flowing through heaps of pain hoping one day we’d hatch a passion of our own.

I kept loving and loving and loving. Every waking hour, I marveled on how these moments would make made me feel. I wanted to love the world and be the change it so deliciously craved.

Use love as the only instrument to question the world around you.

I wrote her story because she wanted to live forever and I loved her far more with every word, too much! Even in death her life sought out beauty, for her moments were consumed with love and I could never write such a story without her stars flaming in my heart.

Sometimes those we love break us to bind us whole within the transition.

The seed of our love will always cube within the wonder of infinite.