“It’s the way you smile that gives me the biggest butterflies.”

You’re a gem, own your worth!

She was like honey bringing sweetness to the bitter parts of me.

You drifted away and I stood there wondering, would the sea ever return you back to me, or was our love lost forever.

If they aren’t choosing you, they should be losing you.

We don’t get to choose how we break but we get to choose how we rebuild.

I’m a romantic with a wild heart that loves deep like the poet in me.

I love the love our hearts beat together as if they’ve finally found their way home.

When you honor your emotions you are honoring your healing and growth.

I admire the ones that can love despite being broken over and over again.

Two souls can’t love when one is always being distant.

Kindness is beautiful.

There’s beauty in pain, wisdom in sorrow.

Nobody is worth the pain, move on.

She hurt deeply because everyone that promised to protect her heart, broke it completely.

In all of this chaos and madness, I found beauty.

Every phase of life is better with you.

When they don’t know who you are, they don’t know how to love you.

Either the jump or the drown, loving her has always readied me for the fire.

Freely we serve, because freely we love.

They are always saying God loves us. If thats love I’d rather have a bit of kindness.

Our Saviour would love at no less rate than death; and from the supereminent height of glory, stooped and debased Himself to the sufferance of the extremest of indignities, and sunk himself to the bottom of abjectness, to exalt our condition to the contrary extreme.

If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?

She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.

I’m sorry if someone made you feel as though you are difficult to love.