“I love you in a way I’ve never been able to love or be loved.”

Letting go is not only okay it’s best.

There is nothing like the four walls of your arms wrapping around me when a storm is near.

I told myself – You’ve got this, Even though I don’t have it at all.

I feel everything to the bottom of its depth maybe its a gift, its probably a curse.

The outer part of me so cold like an armor impenetrable. The words you throw at me ricochet and hit you in the heart.

Shades of black intertwined in my being I try to see in color but darkness is all I’m seeing.

I still remember the first time I saw you, your aura radiated nostalgia of a time where I wanted something so much more than I wanted air.

I take for granted how much I love sad songs when I’m happy I forget how much they hurt when I’m broken.

Late at night I’m awake thinking. I’m afraid of what I’d do to be able to taste you again.

I’d rather be shot by a bullet than to be cut by your words. I’ll die cold on the pavement before I lie in the casket of your assurances.

I will be more than I was yesterday, even if that means I can’t take you with me.

I got what I wanted then I threw it away why do I mess up the only things that want to stay.

A smile made of promises and a heart made of broken chains. She was a beautiful contradiction.

I found peace in my loneliness. I found solace in the quiet. I found love in my reflection.

And as you left my heart cried out then suddenly I was thankful that the cries of the heart can only be felt and not heard.

I want you to love me for me so that all my flaws stitch together and make me whole.

It’s me, and I love me. I learned to love me. I’ve been like this my whole life, and I embrace me. I love how I look. I love that I’m a full woman and I’m strong and I’m powerful and I’m beautiful at the same time. There’s nothing wrong with that.

It is a loud war to love you in silence.

I want to fall in love. But it’s not easy. Finding a soul like yours never is.

Family’s first, and that’s what matters most. We realize that our love goes deeper than the tennis game.

You can take my heart. But you should know, It’s not whole.

You’ve got to love yourself first. You’ve got to be okay on your own before you can be okay with somebody else.

And I love the idea of spending the whole day in bed with my lover.

Spring is the fountain of love for thirsty winter.