true-love

The divorce papers remained unopened in the crisp yellow envelope. He had thrown it on his desk without a backward glance. Between his lashes, his dark chocolate eyes burned with fury but there was something else in the depths that she hadn__ seen in a long time, passion.

I hope you outlive me so I never have to know what life is like without you.

The love of your life is out there_ but they won__ just drop on your lap, nor you on theirs_ so stop living an on-hold life! Go out there and experience your life, write your story, and live your fairy tale_ It is on that journey that you__l cross paths with the love that__ worthy of the story_

Wolves mated for life. Where was he? Where was the echo to her howl, her mate? Was there no other lone wolf, searching the hills for her?

Lips that have tasted the salt of tears always give the sweetest kiss.

It was just a lie that seemed real.It was a promise that was never meant to be true.The forever that had a deadline.It felt like falling in love, but it was falling in aheartbreak café!

Love is only made more valuable by the risk of heartbreak.

He was the one I compared all others to.

The greatest drawback to true love was that once true love unexpectedly ends there is no other romance that can replace it. Romance instead becomes a race, with one__ new beau consistently failing to meet up to the grand expectations set by the meaning of one__ existence. The only one.

It was as if we'd known each other for a thousand years.

She was the wish of his life. He didn__ know how else to say it. He didn__ even know that he could really explain, just that every time he saw her he felt his bones might break under the weight of his wanting. His longing for her.

I would rather be destroyed by you than loved by anyone else.

Just remember, though you may have an ample set of well-wishers who would pray for you, there would always be an extra set of prayer called out for you in some part of the world.

Nothing stayed, nothing ever changed. But love, only love, that was the true part of the story, no matter what the beginning, middle or end.

I want a man who watches me walk away.

For those who have true love, have no limits of expressing their love to one another yet it is a sad fact that those who are searching for love, fear expressing their love to even those who love them.

I wanted the fairytale.

To have and hold. Not forever, maybe-not forever, for sure-and not figuratively. But literally. And now. Now, he was hers.