I’m very grateful that my heart is reminded every day to worry less about the things it cannot control.
I try to remember what your hand feels like — the lines and the joints, the right amount of heat your palms release — but I can’t remember it anymore.
Long distance relationships have a lot of compromises.
Thank you for loving me, it’s the toughest job in the world.
You opened different doors of opportunities and fed me with graces you wished you had when you were my age. You took away all the familiar struggles along my way.
I know our limits wholeheartedly because we set them together. We know the risks. You know this much about me and you let me know this much about you.
I learned that there are only two ways in dealing with problems: thinking positive and staying negative.
Love is about accepting a person as a whole. Love is knowing that dents and rusts usually come with the package. It is about knowing from the beginning that this person wouldn’t only make you happy and laugh and smile but also make you angry and cry and crazy.
You’re not at all shy being half naked around them. It’s just your tummy sweet heart, nothing to worry about!
You are giving up not because you’re weak. You are giving up because you’re strong enough to let go of the things that will not truly make you happy.