Give because giving makes you richer. Give because some people may be in desperate need of your love and kindness even if they can’t reciprocate it.
Because sometimes our hearts need to move for the wrong ones so they can recognize the right one.
I stopped apologizing for the way I feel. I stopped trying to mold my heart into what society expects it to be.
Sometimes I wonder if you still have my number or if you deleted it because I never hear from you.
I hope you find the courage to be your biggest fan until you have real fans. I hope you find the courage to clap for yourself when no one else claps for you.
This is me choosing you. This is me putting you first and giving you my undivided attention. This is me getting over all the old games and the meaningless flings and being real with you.
You have to heal away from the environment that broke you, you have to mend your broken heart before you can give them a piece of it again.
Forget for a second that your heart was ever broken and love like you’re fifteen again with the same passion, with the same innocence, with the same purity and the same hope.
It’s just that sometimes we try to turn these temporary people into forever people but that’s not their role. They’re not meant to stay in our lives forever. God called them to be there for us for only a short period of time.
I hope you know that I still remember every word. I hope you know that when I run out of words, I read your chapter and somehow it brings me back to life.