Sade Andria Zabala Quotes

#1. I no longer believe
in fairytale endings since
I stopped kissing boys
with mouthfuls of disappointment and
started treating my body like
a burning building
so nobody can get close enough
to get inside of me.

Sade Andria Zabala

#2. To me you were home, to you I was just a vacation.

Sade Andria Zabala

#3. Kill the part of you that believes it can't survive without someone else.

Sade Andria Zabala

#4. I envy
the cup of coffee
that gets
to kiss
your sleepy lips
awake
every cold and
bitter morning.

Sade Andria Zabala

#5. Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway.

Sade Andria Zabala

#6. I am the girl
you fool around with,
before you meet
the love of your life.

Sade Andria Zabala

#7. The thought of you
being with someone else is
literally killing me.
And you couldn't care less. Because
I am just one of the writhing bodies
that ruined your bed sheets.

Sade Andria Zabala

#8. God is such a cruel god
for making you so wonderful,
and for making me so weak.

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#9. Do not settle for people who do not appreciate you, who do not know how lucky they are. Remember it is a privilege to be loved by you or even just to be touched by you. And the warmth of another body does not define your worth.

Sade Andria Zabala

#10. I said I love you
when what I meant to say was
"I'm afraid of being alone."
I said I need you
when what I meant to say was
"I need to learn how to love myself.

Sade Andria Zabala

#11. I used to arch my back for boys who couldn't even remember the color of my bedsheets.
But you, however, made me turnover the arch on my mouth.

Sade Andria Zabala

#12. You wanted to see the world.
And yet, all I want is to see you.

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#13. I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.

Sade Andria Zabala

#14. I hate early mornings.
But I love waking up with you.

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#15. You are neither coffee nor tea,
you are just the right amount of
whatever it is I'm trying to find.

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#16. And the next time I reach for my pen,
it won't be to write about you again.
The sun will feel warm on my skin once more,
and I will get drunk on the colors of the sky
instead of tasting hangovers dripping from strangers' lips.

Sade Andria Zabala