“I don’t know if it was suicide to love him. What I mean is, He very much ruined me.”

As I hold on to pain, I think of you. And with hope, I smile,  maybe one day this heaviness will leave you too.

The earth shakes calling for you too.

I found wholeness between my skin and his.

Some words are heavy. I’m still learning how to rise after your goodbye.

One word could destroy me and all I need to do is hear your name.

You touch me and my bones tremble.

You taught me that it’s okay to fall. As long as, the right hands catch you.

In his arms, I was a long-lost child, Who finally made it home.

Pain stole my heart and made it home. And I can’t do anything but welcome it.

The darkness feels like home. And the truth is, I’m tired.  I can’t pretend like there’s light anymore.

All this world and I could not find a piece in yours.

We are strangers again. And what a beautiful thing that is.

I don’t know much about love. But he really makes my heart smile.

Your name suffocates me.

I am now empty. And you still look at me as if I have more left to give.

It is a loud war to love you in silence.

When to give grace? I’d rather stand before God knowing I loved others too much rather than regretting that I judged too harshly.

We must fear God out of love, not love Him out of fear.

Use whatever has come to awaken patience, understanding, and love.

Our life is all grounded and rooted in love, and without love we may not live.

In a strong relationship, you should love your companion more than you need them.

Love me little, love me long.

The tree of life in rooted in love.

Contemplation is nothing else but a secret, peaceful, and loving infusion of God, which, if admitted, will set the soul on fire with the Spirit of love.