You Do Everything Together. You go shopping. You go to the movies. You go for dinner and then have ice cream later. You volunteer. You sing in the car.
Goodbye to them who can live life without you in it. The ones who made you feel that you will never be worthy of their reciprocated commitment, affection or love.
You’re allowed to be yourself. You’re allowed to be your own kind of beautiful. You’re allowed to be all of the things that set you apart from the crowd. You’re allowed to wear the shape of you however you like.
You deserve exclusivity. You deserve to be someone’s reason to leave the dating scene. You deserve to be someone’s number one. To be someone’s only one.
It means being an outsider in the modern dating scene. You don’t play games, you don’t speak words that are empty, you don’t commit to promises you don’t intend to keep.
Strong women don’t just want sex, they need to feel wanted for who they are not for the idea of what someone thinks they are.
You don’t deserve my words when what you give me is silence and many, many broken promises.
Love is her religion.
Love doesn’t make you sad, it brings you joy. And love, it doesn’t make you perfect, but it makes you whole, it brings your broken pieces together.
When You Need Encouragement. You’ll miss me when you need someone to tell you how capable you are: that you are smart enough, that you are kind enough, that you are appreciated enough, that you are good enough.