Quotes by Alfa H

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

I never asked anything of him, yet he gave me everything. he did not run...

She wasnt 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.

All he did was breathe life into my soul. I was a conquest. An easy one, and you dont know how badly it hurts to know that I was used and tried for a time. Then thrown back.

Ive never met anyone who loves in the same way. But thats the beauty of finding the heart meant for yours. The right love will accept the not so lovable parts of you too.

Like yourself, just as you are. Dont look at people and measure your self love by what they project in order to make themselves happy. Take a long look. You dont want their lives anyway. You dont like anything they do, say, or portray. Why then have you been so hard on yourself? You dont deserve to be treated that way.

I hear you knocking but I cant let you in. The last time almost killed me. Love, My heart

When our eyes met, I felt your intake of breath. I knew then I wasnt alone in my feelings. You were trying to hold on to normalcy as much as me. But baby, what we felt was anything but normal. The damn planet stopped moving... and it didnt start up again until you reached out and touched me.

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 dont want someone staying because youve begged and pleaded for their occupancy. You want the one who sees your quaking heart and says: Honey Im home.

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.

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 theyre willing to fight every second of the day to keep it alive. Thats the complicated part.

That you were able to walk away, gives me my answer as plain as day.

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.

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

I loved him... much more than I liked him. And therein was the beginning of the end.

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

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