To the person in my future... I hope you're ready, because I'm going to love you... fiercely. You'll never have to suffer for my past heartache. It's taught me that I need love more than the absence of it. I'm not perfect, nor is my track record. I've experienced a lot of takers in my life - but I'll love you with every part of me that remains.

— Alfa H

Trying to explain feelings that are foreign to your heart, make communication daunting, even frightful. How does one express sensations that cower in the corners, fearful they will not be accepted by their inspiration?

— Alfa H

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

— Alfa H

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

— Alfa H

When our eyes met, I felt your intake of breath. I knew then I wasn't alone in my feelings. You were trying to hold on to normalcy as much as me. But baby, what we felt was anything but normal. The damn planet stopped moving... and it didn't start up again until you reached out and touched me.

— Alfa H

You are not disposable. I know you feel that way when people choose to walk out of your life, but their emptiness causes space. And that vacant area of your life is desperately crying out for the one meant to take up residence. Let the angry tenant go. You don't want someone staying because you've begged and pleaded for their occupancy. You want the one who sees your quaking heart and says: "Honey I'm home".

— Alfa H

Your ability to make me feel like I was less than I was taken a while to recover from. But after ripping my own self-worth to shreds for so long, I realized that I wasn't less just because I was more than your inexperienced hands could handle... and that is your loss.

— Alfa H

Your ability to make me feel like I was less than I was, took awhile to recover from. But after ripping my own self-worth to shreds for so long, I realized that I wasn't less just because I was more than your inexperienced hands could handle.

— Alfa H

You're asking yourself if you will ever get over it. - I don't believe we ever do. Getting over something implies you floated on past the pain, blew kisses, and waved goodbye while leaping to freedom. I've never been able to jump after having the contents of my heart scattered and sewn over fields that will produce memory-laden blooms. The thing is... you get through it. But the seeds have been planted. Those memories grow. And every morning I still hear: 'He loved me. He loved me not.

— Alfa H

Your memory straddles my mind.

— Alfa H