embrace & endure

“I swear when our lips touch, I can taste the next sixty years of my life.”

“I am a jealous person. But not in the way you would think. I am jealous of the sheets on your bed that entangle themselves with you each night; the glass that feels the kiss of your lips in the morning; the morning light that illuminates your face, making it glow; the doorknob that feels the grasp of your hand every time you enter a room. I envy the walls that resonate the sound of your voice; the seat that feels the warmth of your body; the brush that runs itself through the locks of your hair; the air you breathe that gives you life. I am jealous of the things that experience what I cannot with you. That should be me wrapped up in your arms at night, kissing you in the morning, holding your hand until the break of dawn. I wish to hear your loving whispers and earnest laughs, feeling the heat of your proximity to mine as I comb my fingers through your tussled hair. I hope to be what breathes life into you, giving you a reason to see the beginning and end of each day. So yes, I am a jealous person.”

“Love someone who is kinder to you than you are to yourself.”

““It’s a brand new day,” says the Sun as he embraces you with his golden rays, “it’s time to wake up, love.” “Don’t forget to smile. Don’t forget to be kind to yourself. Don’t forget to love yourself.””

“Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”

“I love you, for all that you are all that you have been and all you’re yet to be.”

“Call me and tell me you miss me. Call me and tell me I’m on your mind as much as you are on mine.”