Alfa H Quotes

There are days when my imagination in my enemy. It likes to keep me company in my darkest of times and romanticizes a past that was more of a horror story than a fairytale.

There are days when I want to dip my soul in memories and just soak. Then there are others where I'm praying they'll be washed away.

They beg you for transparency. Yet when you give them a peek behind the curtain shrouding your hear, they run in sheer fright.

He kissed her good morning like she was the reason sun decided to shine.

I have no doubt that Taylor Swift will call one day after suffering writers block: "Alfa, I was told that you were the person to call." I gotcha girlfriend.

... And one day it dawned on me that I had spent entirely too much time waiting on you to grow a voice box.... and the balls to use it.

You think it's easy to forget someone who made you look forward to tomorrow... And I hope you never experience convincing a paralyzed heart to keep on beating when it simply wants to die.

I wear the words we didn't say. My heart is clothed in them every day.

It was in the words he didn't say... that I found all the answers to my questions.

What is it about those unresolved endings that cause you to question every decision when you're trying to move forward?

She tells everyone she's taken. Yet her heart whispers: he's taking too long.

Your memory straddles my mind.

How I wish I only felt using my hands and not with my whole heart.

Nothing is as endearing as a handwritten letter scribed by the person who holds your heart spellbound.

I loved him... much more than I liked him. And therein was the beginning of the end.

I'm still in love with the parts I believed to be true. All the lies that began and ended with 'I love you'.

We are the kind of Love Story that keeps souls awake at night and causes hearts to have stage fright.

Be careful with those promises who whisper while wooing and loving someone. There are those that take them to heart, and some who take them to soul.

Her mind is a mess, and she has no intention of cleaning today.

Lost is not a place. It's a soul in paralysis... waiting to feel moved.

How long will you fake at living life? What will it take for you to see the beauty you've neglected while wearing the dirty lies expected of you?

Experience taught me that when pride wins... we all lose.

I am worthy of touch without bartering my self worth.

Love yourself. That kind of love can get you through anything.

She'd been taking care of others for so long that she scarcely recognized herself when she looked in the mirror.

I scream out the ropes of words that bound my tongue, and the heavens echo back...'I love you'.

There is lonely, and there is alone time. I have found that both have etched character upon my soul.

That you were able to walk away, gives me my answer as plain as day.

I don't want comfortable. My heart is not a recliner.

She was a warrior by day... playing her part. But she slept at night with wishes in her heart.

I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to me for rescue, yet clings to its abductor.

Heartache wasn't my intention... love was.

In case you didn't know... You are her. The one he let get away.

Keep yourself as busy as you can. Try and forget. But even with 7 billion other distractions... you don't forget me.

I didn't have to say a word. My love for him appeared upon my flesh like virgin tattooed skin.

I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again.

Show me a little bit of your soul under all those pretty words you spill, and I promise you I will drink every last drop.

He said he'd never opened up to anyone... But that confiding in me, was like learning to breathe all over again. I don't know about you, but how do you turn away from that?

She's fire. But she won't burn you... she knows all too well, how it feel to live with ashes.

I'm tired again this morning. Was I sleepwalking in your nightmares again last night?

I don't expect you to fight over me... But I do expect you to fight for me... for us.

Tell me about the love you've lost. Maybe my story won't seem so horrifying.

Our spirits are connected honey. Wrapped in firsts of gnarled heartache. But I promise not to let go if you don't.

Every word on every page, represents a love that captured this heart... fully, and never set it free.

And I find myself asking again and again.... What was it about such a beautiful man, who was able to leave such ugly scars?

I wouldn't go back in time to erase you... No. I'd go back just to feel you twice. Then I'd press replay - again and again.

I used to worry about tomorrow, but that was before I survived yesterday. Now it's one breath at a time.

If everyone only gave a fraction of the compassion their hearts are capable of giving... how much suffering could we alleviate in this world?

How to raise sons who respect women:Never give them the opportunity to see you disrespect yourself.

I am deep. therefore you can't wade in the kiddie pool and expect to find me." - Alfa"And I've never wanted to drown until now." - JmStorm