“There is no moon like you.”

The world moves in circles.

Every fire needs air to breathe.

You are not your emotions.

Stay wherever you find hope.

Go where the energy flows.

I see your face in every sunset.

Kindness always comes back.

Giving is the greatest gift.

Illusions can be changed.

Your madness is your map follow it.

Not all flowers bloom in April.

There is no end to your light.

Allow your softest sides to show.

Your patience is your power.

Brokenness is a beginning.

All waves eventually pass.

Clasp me in your warm embrace, let me feel the love your eyes so boldly promise.

She wasn’t sure how to love him yet, but she knew she wanted to try.

My love you are, magic in the mountains moonlight on the meadow mantras at midnight, and molecules of my heart.

I’m afraid to ask if you’re still in love with me and I think it’s because I already know the answer.

It turns out the monster in you overshadowed the ghost of kindness I so believed in.

If we let love in the light will follow the shadow will creep back to their corners the consuming dark will vanish morning will find us we will make it to the dawn together.

Bound by rose thorns, pricked by love.

You complete me.