I want to be the smile you didn't know you had. I want to be the beauty you didn't know existed. I want to be the peace you didn't know you could feel. I want to be the love you didn't believe in. I want to be the future you lost hope for.
Isn't it kind of amazing how a person who was once a stranger, can suddenly, without warning, mean the entire world to you? And isn't it scary that once they mean the entire world to you that they can become a stranger again?
Nobody protects the heart like patience. Having a good thing is so hard because meeting a strong person is so rare. So I've learned to respect when people run from me, I realize my kind of love ain't for everybody. I'm at peace with that