“I wish I could write this with a full heart, but I gave some of its pieces in a way when I was looking for a home.”

I thank my old self who chose to be brave, how he believed there would be so much in front of me, and by all that, he was ready to face growth.

When I met you, I suddenly became a person who can never love anyone else again.

Maybe he is a one kind of a poem in a form of a body.

You’ve had love all along.

My longing is to have you back. Your body, your soul all at once.

I want love to be my sanctuary. The place I dwell when I am weak.

With the right person, everything will always be okay. Even if it is difficult, you never have a question about it. You just patiently there and wait, because you know the answer for the best.

Let this now be the time, to give thanks even to a small thing that keeps you alive.

When I look at you, I am home.

Treat the ones you love most the very best.

I hope you find someone who makes you feel so at home, even with just their voice.

What I admire about love is that, even in its weakness, it still wishes you well.

Love is many things. But your love is my favorite.

I believe that if you tell me I am enough, I am enough.

Love came to me as you.

I think life would mean nullity if grace does not pick my hand again to reach you.

I will take this heart, these lungs, these hands and I will rebuild.

The happiness of one’s own heart alone cannot satisfy the soul; one must try to include, as necessary to one’s own happiness, the happiness of others.

Assured of your salvation by the unique grace of our Lord Jesus Christ” is the heartbeat of the gospel, joyful liberation from fear of the Final Outcome, a summons to self-acceptance, and freedom for a life of compassion toward others.

If Jesus is king in heaven then the Kingdom of God is in heaven. If Jesus is king, reign on earth then the Kingdom of Heaven is on earth. If Jesus is king in my heart, then the Kingdom of God is in me.

In every community, there is work to be done. In every nation, there are wounds to heal. In every heart, there is the power to do it.

How can I let you go when my heart rests so peacefully in your arms.

Your soul’s desire are with you at birth like a hidden treasure chest of possibilities for you to discover as you grow and evolve into the person you were meant to be. Give voice to what you long for in the deepest place in your heart.

I felt it. I heard the snap of my heart tearing in half. It wasn’t a messy, dirty rip like I’d expected, but a smooth, clean line that knew just where to break to hurt me the most.