I'm starting to learn that if things are messy, or pieces don't get put back right, they are going to hurt, either way.
I love the way you lit candles, with the insistence that I never look, just so I can open my eyes and find the light in the darkness.
Your beauty will be in shades of melanin and light.
I found there are many things women ask for in a love. Other women demand money, power, or adventure. All I pray for is that he is patient, and plead that he will love me.
Love no longer becomes a feeling - it becomes a storm.
Sleeping with books is a vicious affair, I do not believe it will ever stop.
He asked me once what I wanted when I died, what I wanted out of life, and I told him I just wanted more happy memories than sad ones.
When words failed I realized there was something unspeakably beautiful in not being able to put words to your happiness.
I have never been drawn to luxury. I love the simple things; coffee shops, books, and people who try to understand.
