“I learned that I cannot lay down my hope to people, because people break my heart too.”

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.

Maybe you have to be smaller if you want to see bigger things. To see how the sky looked prettier from the ground.

You can’t forget the person who prayed for you because when you were happy yesterday, maybe their prayers were a part of it too.

I miss you even in my dreams.

Cracks in the glass words we couldn’t invite in yet had to break senseless.

There came that day in mid-July I never saw it coming I don’t know why house empty and you gone you imprinted my heart with that Leonard Cohen song.

Our body is our home and how I saw you treat your home I should have known that’s how you would treat my body.

I was pushed to my limit and it almost broke my spirit I know change is for the best but there’s a part of me I haven’t left I’m taking time to love this mind of mine.

Caution: I’m broken, and sometimes my sharp edges hurt the ones that get too close.

Please, don’t listen to all the hate and take a little break to fall in love with you.

The ‘almost’ kinda love never makes it.