“You will be enticed from her soul alone.”

She leaves the world in awe; how can one woman command so much power yet be so gentle and kind.

The journey of recovery will be lonely.

Some women will have you look at life differently.

She is the type of woman you know is going to have it all.

And when sadness lingers in his eyes my soul misaligns.

Put her first or don’t choose her at all.

Your turn is coming; let divine timing do its thing all you have to do is trust.

You deserve someone who knows you’re too important to lose.

She was born to be imperfectly real, and never needed to pretend.

A lot in the world is temporary but she is forever.

And so she decided to choose herself first.

With or without support, she’ll continue to achieve it all; she is her and that’s her superpower.

Somedays I wish we hadn’t met, and that this ache I could forget.

Let self-love be the oxytocin for your body let it captivate your bones with self-acceptance.

Men need love too, so when you let him in, protect him dearly; he needs love just as much as you.

I want to stop time just so I can stare into her eyes a little longer, appreciate everything she does for me, say thank you for giving me the world and the stars, and more.

Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ’tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.

The night is my best friend. It calms the storm in my soul and it lets the guiding stars rise.

In love with September’s sun the season that begins all witchy things and stirs the soul.

Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!

Inside the walls of a prison my body may be, but my Lord has set my soul free.

Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds.

I don’t know one of my friends who is considered a conservative who has not had to go back and thoroughly think through everything. You do a lot of soul-searching – ’cause we are not going to win any popularity contests.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.