When you’ve been at your lowest, you can only get up.
Your big heart, you discover, is both a blessing and a curse.
You were the easiest and hardest choice I’d made in a long time.
I hope you know that your space in this world matters.
He was supposed to be your forever.
I’ve been there…and you may be there too. You are not alone.
When I tell you that your presence in this world is proof that magic exists, please believe me.
In the moments where you are hardest to love, love anyway. In the moments where you are unable to breathe? Breathe anyway.
He should hold you in his hands like a lost treasure, newly found.
You are not what you are called. You are what you answer to.