“He is the love of my life, but not in this life.”

I have touched you in dreams, wishing to kiss you on the other side of it.

Note to self: stop being so soft, remember what he did and move along.

His laugh sounds an awful lot like my happiness.

Drank about you last night, hungover you this morning.

I’m a romantic and that’s the tragedy.

If only you could hold my heart and understand what you left behind.

If only I could kiss you as often as I think about it.

I must have loved you before, in another life, beyond a dream, across centuries.

I just want to be held without having to explain myself.

Imagine how you’ll love when healed.

It breaks my heart that some people are only kind when there is something in it for them. Everything is a business now, including human decency.

Nobody warns you about the fact that you have to go to war if you want to know peace.

Mouths that know desperation like, “the last kiss.

Our story was never one to be told, but know that I remain loving you from here.

A hand that holds what the heart knows it must let go of.

When you’re feeling doubtful, remember that an idea set forth with hard work can create miracles.

When we talk about settling the world’s problems, we’re barking up the wrong tree. The world is perfect. It’s a mess. It has always been a mess. We’re not going to change it. Our job is to straighten out our own lives.

A stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential.

What happens when you get a big break and you haven’t prepared yourself? That becomes the biggest mistake you’ve ever made. I see it happen all the time.

Sometimes the only way the good Lord can get into some hearts is to break them.

What breaks your heart is part of a divine design to bring change!

More breath than mind. More moon silk than sunbeam. More bone than break.

For those who may be hurting over lost love: Don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.