If he truly loves you, he will love you when you are an ocean breeze but also when you are a summer storm. You were not made to be loved in parts. You were meant to be loved as a whole.
NIKITA GILLI’d like to think our love does return to us reincarnated in different human forms. That people might be temporary, but love is permanent and it just changes form.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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What if I told you your damage doesn’t define you and the way you survive is no one’s damned business?
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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And what if there are things inside you that are much too difficult to love and you wished you were someone else instead?
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Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.
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Anxious people are resorceful, they need to know how to keep the sea of panic at bay so they do not drown.
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Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is coming to devour you whole.
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Remember, there are beginnings in endings, through destruction there comes life.
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The old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.
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Somedays I am more wolf than woman. And I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.
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Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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What a perfect collision of star it was that came together at just the right moment at just the right time to build the incredible thing that is you.
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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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I know how to handle noise better than I can handle silence.
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So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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