I found myself constantly clinging to the things that imprisoned me. For I knew that setting them free would in return liberate me, something I had both ached for and defied.

Without pain we cannot embrace contentment, just as without fear we will never understand our strength.

There was something so beautifully freeing about him. He didn't require any answers, he just lived. In a world full of questions, perhaps he was one of the few who genuinely accepted the truth.

Each thought of you was like a carefully penned love letter etched perfectly into the realm of my heart. And in that sacred place, locked tightly away from the world, you would always remain flawlessly untouched.

The thing about love is most only find their way into our hearts, but every now and again one will find the entrance to your soul. Once that happens your entire world will shift. It changes you in every way, it paralyzes you, and the way you love will never be the same.

And every night she dreamed of reinventing herself and every morning she convinced herself she needed one more day.