For you, my love.

Thank you.

You gave me "always" when all I've known were "almosts" and "nevers".

You gave me "lifetime" when the world was changing and temporary.

Your sincerity broke down the walls that kept my heart locked in.

Your love has won the battle, triumphed over my little insecurities and self-doubt.

You, all that makes you, have won me over.

And will win me over, over and over again.

Today, tomorrow, and for a lifetime that is ahead of us.

Thank you for being brave enough to love me, when sometimes I couldn't even love myself.

Thank you for being you. You are the best choice, and will always be my choice.

I love you. Good night.

‌• you are not defined by those who refused to love you.
‌• you're still strong even on your weak days.
‌• you're beautiful, body and mind both included.
‌• it's okay to cut ties with toxic people.
‌• letting people in is hard, it takes time.
‌• forgive yourself for your mistakes.
‌• your feelings are always valid.
‌• crying can sometimes bring you back to where you need to be.
‌• hold the people who constantly check on you closest to you.
‌• love and care for yourself, don't wait for someone else to.
‌• everyone grows at their own rates.
‌• it hurt because it matters.
‌• the past tends to linger but don't let it control you.
‌• put yourself first.
‌• not everyone has the ability to understand you.
‌• you're doing a good job, try not to be so ******* yourself.
‌• don't seek out love, let it find you.
‌• your scars eventually won't cut so deep.
‌• grief is a part of a life and maybe one day it won't feel so heavy.
‌• you're worth so much more than you think you are.

Will your world come to a halt,
When one day my breaths will do;
Or it will be marked by laughter-
The signature of you?

After midnight, after I'm fed up with your lie
I pack up all my stuff and leave you behind
The bound between us that used to be tight
Now has become so heavy
That it sinks to somewhere I cannot find
And you keep on pretending everything is fine
Keep on blowing your pipe

But I am tired of all this disguise
Because Deep down I know
this gap has gone too wide
I have to give up reaching for the other side

Now, after midnight,
You get down on your knees and cry
Begging me not to resign
From being your wife
I say: Sorry, but I gotta fix up my mind.