“After you, I never found my way back home.”

Everyone knows their true calling – it’s burning inside them.

We all break our rules for love.

Love is the music of life.

Let everything go, let gratitude take you to new heights.

Only the moon knows all the secrets I tell her about you.

I am the messenger of my ancestors.

You made me believe I had to be perfect to be loved.

I can’t un-feel the trauma – it’s in my blood.

Love is the strongest force in the world – the reason god created everything.

If I was left with even less, but had him, then I’d still have everything.

Only god can bring dry bones back to life.

My weakness was loving you before loving myself.

Conditional love is not love.

Broken glass taught me there is something so beautiful in shattering.

Letting go is an art – master it and be free.

Only the moon knows all the secrets I tell her about you.

It hurt when you see peers go.

Our love was pregnant with the future, but we were too young to carry it.

It was happy while it lasted, but now it pains as you are holding the knife and twisting it- clockwise.

It pains me to know that too much fire has been burned between us because you were my spark.

There’s another part of me which resists you, which loves me.

And remember love. In order to plant seeds in the ground, you have to break the earth.

Remind yourself that you ended a chapter to start a new one not to re-read the previous one.

Love is all about breaking and healing over and over again.