Stop treating your life as if it is a race.
I may not know the life that God has prepared for me, and I may not understand the things He is throwing at me right now, but I will always have faith in Him.
I miss going to the beach with you and lying under the sun. I miss your arms wrapped around mine.
Love is always kind. If he isn’t, it’s not love.
Friends come and go, but only the truest stay with you and love you for who you are.
Here’s to 2018, here’s to you, here’s to all of us.
She will always be more than what you see. Too bad she doesn’t realize it.
I hope 2018 is the year you stopped hurting yourself and start loving yourself instead.
There are not enough I Miss You’s to make you feel how much I’m really longing to be with you.
I will always be thankful for your kind and soft heart that you’ve always willingly opened to me.