Love is magic, love is tragic. It is the air we breathe and the poison we drink.
JUANA GARCIALove is magic, love is tragic. It is the air we breathe and the poison we drink.
JUANA GARCIAShe is love in its purest form; her arms, the safest place I’ve known. She is the scent of home; the warrior who carried me in her womb.
JUANA GARCIAThe rain reminds me of what I couldn’t forget, of what we couldn’t mend, of the things I’ll forever regret.
JUANA GARCIAHe smiled, and just like that, I fell in love – hard and fast.
JUANA GARCIAI never knew I lost in love’s game until I was the only one left burning in flames.
JUANA GARCIAI am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
JUANA GARCIAYou are the lost pages of my life – the years I lost my heart.
JUANA GARCIAYou don’t have to know everything or figure out everything. Be comfortable in not knowing all the answers.
JUANA GARCIASilence is a loud language – weapon of the wise, solace of the tired hearts.
JUANA GARCIALove arrived when I least expected it. And just as quickly as it came, left me without a warning.
JUANA GARCIAI believe in your dreams. The sweetest words to a writer’s ears.
JUANA GARCIAThe right hands will erase your aches for love builds more than it breaks.
JUANA GARCIAMy love has found its home in you. If love was a place, its anywhere you’d take me.
JUANA GARCIAThere are those like me, people who write selfishly. We who write for the love we lost, can’t have, or the lack thereof.
JUANA GARCIAMay the sun shine brighter on days when you feel like your battle’s getting harder.
JUANA GARCIAFor what its worth, I thought we would make it. I wished – I really did.
JUANA GARCIA