#sing

Every person has something meaningful to say in the conversation of life. ↗

— Bryant McGill

#expressing-yourself #life-lessons #life

When you miss someone....it’s weird…your body doesn’t function normally..as it should. Because I miss you, and my heart…it’s not steady…my soul it sings numb. Fingers are cold…like you…your soul. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#heart #jamie-weise #love #lovers #missing

He is no longer mine to lose, but the grief is there, a gnawing sense of disbelief. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#losing-someone #love #pain #love

For the first time in forever, he was stunned to silence. Not by her words, but by the tenderness in her hands, the worry in her eyes. He was an archangel. He’d been wounded far, far worse and shrugged it off. But then, there had been no woman with sun kissed by the sunset and eyes of storm gray to tear into him for daring to get himself hurt. ↗

— Nalini Singh

#archangel-consort #elena #guild-hunter #love #nalini-singh

Toxic people will pollute everything around them. Don’t hesitate. Fumigate. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#friendship #letting-go #loving-yourself #moving-on #negative-people

Nefret had always had an uncanny ability to read his thoughts. 'Did she cry?' she asked sweetly. 'And then you kissed her? You shouldn't have done that. I'm sure you meant well, but kissing someone out of pity is always a mistake. ↗

— Elizabeth Peters

#love #mistakes #love

Our friends have a way of reminding us of how fabulous we are when the rest of the world has forgotten. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#friendship #positive-thinking #the-single-woman #true-friends #friendship

He had no idea what missing was. Missing was lying in the dampness of your tears night after night. Missing was a constant hollow spot in the center of your chest. Missing was a yawning ache that was never satisfied. ↗

— Denise Hunter

#love #missing #the-accidental-bride #yearning #love

I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much. ↗

— Ida Løkås

#eyes #fathers #loss #love #memories

He pulled me closer until his lips breathed me in, until we were sharing one breath. ↗

— Heather Anastasiu

#falling-in-love #in-love #kissing #lips #love