I want to know how it feels to have a love where heaven signs off on. And I want to be ready whiles I wait. 

I am the table — the place where stories unfold, where hunger meets comfort, and where souls gather to be fed.I hold the weight of laughter, tears, and conversations too deep for the floor to carry.I am not just wood and nails — I am the altar of connection.

An honest date feels like breathing for the first time with someone who doesn’t just see you, but chooses to stay.

I wish it would just happen to me cause I’m exhausted. 

Just believe. 

I’m obsessed 🤩 

All I need to make you know how crazy I am about you ❤️. 

I just want to know how I make you feel but just be bold enough to finish the sentence and we will be fine😉💕. 

The ghost of us lingers where love once lived.

Sometimes moving on isn’t loud—it’s the quiet choosing of peace over pain.