I learned much too late that what you called love was nothing but a desperate and irrational fear of a life lived alone.
Hearts aren't handcuffs and people aren't prisons. When you feel it's time for you to leave, you leave. You neither need to wait to be released, nor ask for permission.
Some people are magic, and others are just the illusion of it.
Kiss me until I forget how terrified I am of everything wrong with my life.
Self love is an ocean and your heart is a vessel. Make it full, and any excess will spill over into the lives of the people you hold dear. But you must come first.