The less you open your heart to others, the more your heart suffers.
The best time to love with your whole heart is always now, in this moment, because no breath beyond the current is promised.
She felt love: real love. The kind of love that makes no distinction, that doesn't separate, that is not contained within a body. She cried from so much love.
We were written in the stars, my love, all that separated us, was time, the time it took to read the map which was placed within our hearts, to find our way back to one another.