Quotes from Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths

All he did was breathe life into my soul. I was a conquest. An easy one, and you don't know how badly it hurts to know that I was used and tried for a time. Then thrown back.

I've never met anyone who loves in the same way. But that's the beauty of finding the heart meant for yours. The right love will accept the 'not so lovable' parts of you too.

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

I hear you knocking but I can't let you in. The last time almost killed me. Love, My heart

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?

... 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.

Promise me this. When you find yourself in need of inspiration, bypass the roses that will clamor aimlessly for attention. And focus on the souls who have actually 'lived' among the thorns.

If you only knew how many sentences I have withheld in hopes that I will be allowed to speak them into your heart one day.

How is it that hearts hold on to memories with the strength of hope and possibilities.

Let me be clear. I applaud self love. I appreciate self value. But if you're not capable of loving another person just as much... you will never experience true love.

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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?