Close a door, another one opens. And I’m close to a(door)ing you. You greet me with open arms..you welcome me. You invite me in. And a door closes. And I adore..when we’re the closest.
The first and only time I’ve seen him in his dress blues. I love him, I can’t believe he’s the man I’m marrying.. Still feels so surreal. You know? Man I love this man!
The love of my life. My bestfriend, my lover, my soldier. She keeps me strong. There’s strong and then there’s Love Strong.
Flaws in your character tell you that you never do anything right and it defines you. Constantly feeling guilty for reasons you can’t even define yourself. It continues to bring you down to your knees begging just for a little strength to get you through. And when you fully convince yourself that youre weak, you are.