"I don't want comfortable. My heart is not a recliner."

"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."

"Having to explain to someone how they hurt you, always feels like an ass kicking... again."

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

"The day she realized they were never meant to be, is the day she now calls her - Birthday."

"Keep yourself as busy as you can. Try and forget. But even with 7 billion other distractions... you don't forget me."

"You think it's time for a new beginning. You long to start from scratch, so you seek new things - trying like hell to reinvent yourself. Out with the old and in with the world's new. But you'll never create a version of yourself that is as magical and unique as the original. So... just be you."

"How I wish I only felt using my hands and not with my whole heart."

"She knows he's not the same. He's different now. The eyes that once held too much contain nothing at all. He is colorless. Faded like sun-drenched wallpaper. The man that stands before her has no answers to her questions, and no ointment for her fears."

"He loved me, but in a lukewarm way. I needed scalding, but he loved in one temperature; tepid."

"Like yourself, just as you are. Don't look at people and measure your self love by what they project in order to make themselves happy. Take a long look. You don't want their lives anyway. You don't like anything they do, say, or portray. Why then have you been so hard on yourself? You don't deserve to be treated that way."

"I saw a sadness shivering in his eyes that night. They resemble a heart flat-lining. I wanted to ask him what put it there, but he blinked... and it was gone. And I knew that a man who could control pain so exquisitely had no business paying with my heart."

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

"I'm still in love with the parts I believed to be true. All the lies that began and ended with 'I love you'."

"All of the reasons we decided to part, elude me now."

"I never needed a Man. I needed a Viking. I needed someone who wasn't afraid of my strengths, or of my needs. I chose wrong... in the past. I thought I had to find someone who could put up with my hunger for life. But I was so damn wrong. I needed a Viking. I needed someone who would admire all the things about me that tepid men were intimidated by."

"I used to worry about tomorrow, but that was before I survived yesterday. Now it's one breath at a time."

"Promise me this. When you find yourself in need of inspiration, bypass the roses that will clamor aimlessly for attention. And focus on the souls who have actually 'lived' among the thorns."

"Let me be clear. I applaud self love. I appreciate self value. But if you're not capable of loving another person just as much... you will never experience true love."

"Heartache wasn't my intention... love was."

"Love does not pay attention to timetables or knock when it is convenient for you. True love shows up unexpectedly, bags fully packed, daring you to offer it a place to stay."

"How long will you fake at living life? What will it take for you to see the beauty you've neglected while wearing the dirty lies expected of you?"

"I am vulnerability under scarred skin. Numbness crawling behind wine soaked lips. A cocoon of grief battling a chest full of hushed breaths, longing to escape the mod-podge of memories, that journal where I've been. Layer after layer they are sealed upon my person, encapsulating time in a vessel that has sailed one too many shores."

"Lost is not a place. It's a soul in paralysis... waiting to feel moved."

"I hear you knocking but I can't let you in. The last time almost killed me. Love, My heart."

"Let them howl. Let the wolves pant. You have evolved. You were not fashioned to run in a pack, or to be defined by the opinions of those who wish to limit your creativity. Let them howl. Let the wolves pant."

"I am often asked what made me the way I am. And my answer is always this: I've always been me. It just took awhile to find me under all the rubble."

"I had never met another who loved my mind more than my body. I could feel his curiosity finger-walk through my thoughts... intentional and hard. Absorbing me. Learning me. And as he leaned in and held my hand close to his, I heard my soul sigh... in a deep grateful breath."

"And I find myself asking again and again.... What was it about such a beautiful man, who was able to leave such ugly scars?"

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

"You are not disposable. I know you feel that way when people choose to walk out of your life, but their emptiness causes space. And that vacant area of your life is desperately crying out for the one meant to take up residence. Let the angry tenant go. You don't want someone staying because you've begged and pleaded for their occupancy. You want the one who sees your quaking heart and says: 'Honey I'm home'."

"I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again."

"I wanted it to be you. I wanted your eyes to be locked with mine during every fear and tear experienced throughout my lifetime."

"In case you didn't know... You are her. The one he let get away."

"Trying to explain feelings that are foreign to your heart, make communication daunting, even frightful. How does one express sensations that cower in the corners, fearful they will not be accepted by their inspiration?"

"They beg you for transparency. Yet when you give them a peek behind the curtain shrouding your hear, they run in sheer fright."

"You think it's easy to forget someone who made you look forward to tomorrow... And I hope you never experience convincing a paralyzed heart to keep on beating when it simply wants to die."

"I write about pain so you know you're not alone. I've felt it too. I'm releasing it... in hope that you will too."

"If you only knew how many sentences I have withheld in hopes that I will be allowed to speak them into your heart one day."

"She tells everyone she's taken. Yet her heart whispers: he's taking too long."

"How do you know they aren't the one? At the first sight of total disregard for your hurt, your gut will feel uneasy. I'm reminding you to listen up."

"I am worthy of touch without bartering my self worth."

"She wasn't chaos. She was more of a slow burn that caught in your heart... and then you had no choice but to engulf her all at once. She was home."

"There are days when I want to dip my soul in memories and just soak. Then there are others where I'm praying they'll be washed away."

"Love is not complicated. It just 'is'. The complicated part is finding two souls who are feeling it as the same time in their lives... and for each other. Feeling it so deep that they're willing to fight every second of the day to keep it alive. That's the complicated part."

"It may happen once or perhaps several times during your lifetime, but you'll meet a 'soulmate'. The bond will be instantaneous. They'll be a perfect fit for the empty indention your heart has for rent, and you'll almost think you 'wished' them into existence. One touch... and every pent-up emotion you have buried, will flood your aching heart. The magic is never more apparent that when you realize each of your souls are a perfect template of each other."

"Nothing is as endearing as a handwritten letter scribed by the person who holds your heart spellbound."

"I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to me for rescue, yet clings to its abductor."

"If you find yourself still clinging to every feeling you thought was lost forever... Maybe, just maybe, it's the only place you can be found."

"I wouldn't go back in time to erase you... No. I'd go back just to feel you twice. Then I'd press replay - again and again."