I was her now. She was my always. And I thought that would add up to forever.
My love for you is unapologetic and forever.
I love you.” I’ve never put so much emotion into three simple words.
Henna: Hi. Remember me? Bodhi: Hi. I’m pretty sure you’re still my greatest memory.
I don’t know where you’ll find her, or what mindset she’ll have, but I know one thing with unwavering certainty – that girl loves you like no woman has ever loved a man in the history of the world. She called you her heart. And I believed her.
Hate me. I’ll still love you. Cut me with words. I’ll bleed for you. Regret us. I’ll vanish from your life. But don’t ever ask me to regret us. If we weren’t real, then I don’t want to take another breath. And I want to live, Levi. For the first time in so very long, I don’t feel like I’m drowning in anger, hiding from the truth, or in denial that this is my life. I’m imperfect like everyone else. But I’m also worthy of love and forgiveness and settling for anything less would be wrong.
Yeah, well lucky for you, once you stop gagging on your testicles you’ll be fine.
A lot of highly-educated people have been told what to think, therefore, they think they know it all. The other segment of the population has to figure out how to think, therefore they question everything.
Relationships are fluid and ever-changing. People are fluid and ever-changing. Honor who you are, not who you aren’t. Let people come and go from your life without feeling the need to catch them and keep them. Stop looking at the wrong reflections. Your happiness is a reflection of you and only you.
The mind functions with memory, but flourishes from discovery.
Truth: You are my greatest song.
There are no words for what I’ve done to us – to you. You will be my greatest masterpiece. I will build you with the strongest materials. Nothing will be rushed. Even if it takes a lifetime... every little detail will be perfect.
Love was not a problem to solve or a choice to make, simply an involuntary feeling that explained human existence.
When people touch, they no longer feel like strangers. It’s a feeling. When humans share feelings, they connect on an intimate level. It’s why I love music. It can go deeper than words. Rhythm is the heartbeat of your soul.
This is all I have to give you – me.” He lifts his shoulders and his vulnerability rips away a little piece of my heart. “A book with blank pages, weathered edges, and eraser marks, that’s what I am. I need you to paint my future, write my story in permanent marker, just like the mark you left on my heart the day we met.
It’s funny how we don’t recognize our own reflections, but the one thing about them is they never lie.
Lost is a state of mind. You’ll find yourself when you acknowledge you’re exactly where you need to be in this moment.
He did the unforgivable and said the unthinkable. He broke me from the inside out and left me to pick up the pieces on my own. I’m not sure I even got all the pieces. Since that day, I’ve felt emotionally wrecked with uncleaned wounds and safety pins holding together my tattered heart.
Nothing bled quite like regret.
Happy people should come with a warning.