“I said I have nothing left in my hand, but you said I was enough.”

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.

About pain; maybe it will hit you when you think about what will happen if you just stay a little longer.

I’ve been taught that it will be such an extraordinary story if it ends with forgiveness.

I am the same person with a renewed heart, I learned so much, I have the entire oceans to scream.