“Just because she doesn't talk about it, doesn't mean she isn't feeling it. She hurts, but she won't wear it on her sleeve. She will never let an illness, a diagnosis, or a prediction, define her. She doesn't want sympathy,… — Alfa H Copy Share
“She'd been taking care of others for so long that she scarcely recognized herself when she looked in the mirror.” — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“Just because she doesn't talk about it, doesn't mean she isn't feeling it. She hurts, but she won't wear it on her sleeve. She will never let an illness, a diagnosis, or a prediction, define her. She doesn't want sympathy, because that type of attention is not her goal. She'd rather you see the woman who smiles in the face… — Alfa H Copy Share
“It may have been just another night to all the people I saw rushing past my left and my right... but my hand was… — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“I am vulnerability under scarred skin. Numbness crawling behind wine soaked lips. A cocoon of grief battling a chest full of hushed breaths, longing… — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“I'm still in love with the parts I believed to be true. All the lies that began and ended with 'I love you'.” — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“She wants you to see things she's never shown you. She wants you to hear things she's never said. She wants you to spoon… — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“Love is not complicated. It just 'is'. The complicated part is finding two souls who are feeling it as the same time in their… — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“If I had known his favorite game was mental twister, I would have suggested a movie over game night.” — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“... And one day it dawned on me that I had spent entirely too much time waiting on you to grow a voice box…… — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“...and he will never grasp that what he calls 'bitching' is merely my heart talking out loud.” — Alfa H Copy Share Image
“I'm not afraid of anything anymore. I've found out Ghosts don't hide under my bed or in my closets either. They exist in plain sight - everyday; Conjured up by 'our song' playing on the radio. By the mailman's blue eyes that are so like yours I could get utterly lost in them. They come as raindrops, kissing my skin...… — Alfa H Copy Share
“He thought she was like all the rest... that she'd be swayed by his attention and charm. But she got tired of watching him… — Alfa H Copy Share Image
