I want you. I want you inside and out. The parts you cover with laughter. The depth you shrug off with indifference. I want you. I want you to take me to the place you've hidden your heart. I want to walk by your side on this journey. You're worth it. We're worth it. Because... I want you.

There are days when my imagination in my enemy. It likes to keep me company in my darkest of times and romanticizes a past that was more of a horror story than a fairytale.

Your ability to make me feel like I was less than I was, took awhile to recover from. But after ripping my own self worth to shreds for so long, I realized that I wasn't less just because I was more than your inexperienced hands could handle.

Be careful with those promises who whisper while wooing and loving someone. There are those that take them to heart, and some who take them to soul.

We are the kind of Love Story that keeps souls awake at night and causes hearts to have stage fright.

Our love is immortal. We have become a love story. I siphoned the moments from my heart and soul, and I have inked them into beautifully bound pages. We live on for another generation to try and understand how the beauty of love can turn into ugly reality.

How to raise sons who respect women:Never give them the opportunity to see you disrespect yourself.

I have waltzed with wolves and howled at the moon. But my heart will always remember the slow-dance that ended much too soon.

He kissed her good morning like she was the reason sun decided to shine.