The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you'll see their flaws. That's just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendship don't last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they're out of money under pressure or hungry for goodness sake. Love is something different. Love choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their flaws. Love is patient and kind, Love is Deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice , it's seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship. I'm choosing love.
Your arms around me felt like home. I'm homesick.
Happiness is mood, not a destination.
Well,she was precious like a flower, she grew wild, wild but innocent; a perfect prayers In a desperate hour, she was everything, beautiful and different.
