Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
NIKITA GILLOur stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Sometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
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When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.
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You have belonged better in your own arms than in anyone else’s. Remember you are the softest love you will ever have.
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Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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There is an old saying that when you meet your soulmate, your heart will not palpitate. Your body will not grow hot. Instead, you will feel like suddenly, you understand everything, and the tranquility of a thousand moons will grow between you. That was how she felt when she saw him.
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If a woman does not fit the shape of what you think a woman should, if a woman is not obedient, does not see things the way you do, if a woman is too independent to need anything more than herself, does she automatically become a threat filled with such terror to you?
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You are not his princess; you are your own queen.
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We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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Heroes are never born fearless. They become heroes by facing their fears, by meeting them head on and saying, ‘You do not control me, or own me anymore.
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And darling, I hope your remember to kiss the ghosts goodnight. They are only older versions of you that you have had to discard and forget.
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People are going to betray you the way Judas betrayed Jesus, the way Brutus betrayed Caesar, and you will love them anyway.
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I used to only pick up a pen for myself but now I pick one up for you too. Is there such a thing as an unselfish love poem? I don’t know, but I’m trying.
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Forgive her for how her agony reveals itself, child. This is how blood magic works. Unconditional never meant perfect anyway.
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I hope you never doubt again that even when you are in pain, that you are a miracle, that every part of you is incredible.
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All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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