By loving the broken parts in you, I learn to love the broken parts in me. I learn that we are not broken after all.
If you have to ask yourself if it's love, it's not.
Nothing is lost that love remembers.
By getting to know you I get to know myself too.
Do we miss out on love because we are working so hard? Or are we working so hard because we missed out on love?
Life's too short to lay in wait. A soul is meant to love and love is all there is.
I prayed for someone to love me as much as I love you. Eventually I came to see that that "someone" was me.
The people who seem to need love the least are the ones who usually need it the most.