You're in my heart. Always. That's what love is... I can feel you even though we're not touching.

Friends are medicine for a wounded heart and vitamins for a hopeful soul.

For all its accolades and celebrated recognition as sound guidance, I have personally noticed that sometimes, 'follow your heart,' is really bad advice.

Sometimes we need someone to just listen. Not to try and fix anything or offer alternatives, but to just be there… to listen. An ear that listens can be medicine for a heart that hurts.

My relationship stays strong because I serenade her with my actions and I write poetry in her heart with my deeds. My endless love is expressed with more than just my words; my love is lived as a verb.

Love: The heart wants what it wants. It doesn't seek other people’s opinions; sometimes not even your own.