In the battle between the heart and the mind, it is often the soul that loses.

I went for a walk in your mind. It led me to your heart.

Why are you sad?", they asked.I smiled and the clouds covered the sky, forecasting the weather of my heart.

Having a rough morning? Place your hand over your heart. Feel that? It's called purpose. You're alive for a reason. Don't give up!

Missing you in my skin today. The heart gave up long ago.

Some days I wish we weren't so distant, life wasn't so cruel and the weather in my heart wasn't so gloomy.

Break a writer’s heart,Live forever in words.

She's a summer girl and I am going to let her gaze melt my winter heart.

So many people who exist more in our hearts and prayers than in our daily lives.