“Imagine how you’ll love when healed.”

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.

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.

If I feel everything, is that a gift or a burden?

We couldn’t be friends because God knows we were meant to be lovers. Doomed to never belong to each other.

When everything feels a little less real, life becomes all the more frightening.

We were more than merely a product of luck, we were written by the gods.

It’s always the right time to let go of anything that feels wrong.

I don’t know how to leave what has already left me.

If you carry joy in your heart, you can heal any moment.

You’re a disease. And I’m the cure.

I have wisdom. I feel love. I live in the present and I try to present a dimension that brings harmony and healing.

Healing will come from within, but I’ll make sure you never feel alone.

I’ve learned, That love, not time, heals all wounds.

You’ll heal after this painful chapter.

If music wakes you up, makes you think, heals you…then, I guess the music is working.

Movement has incredible healing power.