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Her Vol. 2
A continuation of the wildly successful best seller "Her", Pierre Alex Jeanty brings explosive emotion to "Her 2". This celebration of femininity and self-love also explores the woes of love. He offers warnings of the wrong types of attraction while encouraging healthy, fun, and devout relationships of the purest form. "Her 2" tugs at the heart strings using short sentiments and vivid, poetic imagery that echo through the chambers of the heart and mind. "Her 2" is sure to be a classic poetic masterpiece for years to come.
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Published August 13, 2017
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June 25, 2022
خیلی بد بود واقعا
یه اتلاف وقت واقعی🗿
البته از جلد یکش بهتر بود واقعا ولی هنوز مسخره بود😂
☆She will remember the moments
You made her feel loved
More than the times you said,
"I love you."
یه اتلاف وقت واقعی🗿
البته از جلد یکش بهتر بود واقعا ولی هنوز مسخره بود😂
☆She will remember the moments
You made her feel loved
More than the times you said,
"I love you."
February 27, 2022
علی رغم اینکه تصمیم گرفته بودم، جلدهای بعدی اش رو نخونم ولی نتونستم جلوی خودم رو بگیرم، به خصوص اینکه چند جا خوندم بعدی هاش بهتره. بود، ولی خیلی کم بهتر بود🚶🏻♀️🚬
....
Protect your heart,
but don't protect your ego in the process.
It'll cage your heart,
instead of building boundaries around it.
....
Protect your heart,
but don't protect your ego in the process.
It'll cage your heart,
instead of building boundaries around it.
May 20, 2018
Me:
I'm running behind my reading challenge so I'm gonna read poetry.
Poetry Lovers: *grabs pitch forks*
*checks for gas*
*double checks for lighter*
Me: OH FUCK
Poetry Lovers: *grabs pitch forks*
*checks for gas*
*double checks for lighter*
Me: OH FUCK
March 11, 2019
MEDIOCRE. MEDIOCRE. MEDIOCRE.
May 31, 2018
A beautifully written poetry book about healing, love, finding happiness and self-love.
God I love it.
God I love it.
May 22, 2018
I loved the first one, but this second book is too repetitive. The first few pages I thought "hm maybe it gets better" but sadly, it didn't. At least for me it didn't. I think the first one was a bit repetitive too but when you get to the second book and you still see the same thing over and over again, it gets boring. There are a few poems/proses that I like but that's about it. I'm not sure if this is me being bitter or cynical, but I'm not doing this on purpose, this is blunt honesty on what I really feel about this book. Generally, I can't relate much with the poems. When I read them, I didn't feel the vibe. Tbh I was slightly annoyed because it felt like I was being told to do something over and over again, just in a slightly different manner or tone, every time.
February 3, 2020
Even worse than the first volume. Incredibly shallow feminism and "nice guy syndrome" hidden behind overly flowery prose.
January 18, 2018
Perhaps I read these two collections in too short a time frame. Perhaps I’m still not “hip” to what’s cool in poetry.
But man. These felt so repetitive.
-if your man don’t love you for you, don’t let him in your pants
-if he thinks you’re unattractive because you’re not skinny, ditch him
Ok. Got it. What else?
But man. These felt so repetitive.
-if your man don’t love you for you, don’t let him in your pants
-if he thinks you’re unattractive because you’re not skinny, ditch him
Ok. Got it. What else?
August 26, 2021
Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️
After loving the first volume of this poetry series, I was expecting to love this one just as much (if not more). However, I ended up being very much let down by the content and writing of this book.
While there were some parts/stanzas/pages that were great, there were others that felt like mansplaining. Even if it was in a positive way, it still made me feel sort of uncomfortable. It felt like the author was the nice guy that knows a lot about her and sees how badly she has been treated in the past but is never close enough to give her the kind of love she deserves. In another sense, it felt like the author knew too much about what she has gone through and is explaining to women how to love themselves and to men on how to love women in a better way.
I was expecting more craft prose and poetry, but I didn't get that in this installment. If there are ever any more books added to this series, I may give them a try but so far I'm mixed on how I feel about this series.
After loving the first volume of this poetry series, I was expecting to love this one just as much (if not more). However, I ended up being very much let down by the content and writing of this book.
While there were some parts/stanzas/pages that were great, there were others that felt like mansplaining. Even if it was in a positive way, it still made me feel sort of uncomfortable. It felt like the author was the nice guy that knows a lot about her and sees how badly she has been treated in the past but is never close enough to give her the kind of love she deserves. In another sense, it felt like the author knew too much about what she has gone through and is explaining to women how to love themselves and to men on how to love women in a better way.
I was expecting more craft prose and poetry, but I didn't get that in this installment. If there are ever any more books added to this series, I may give them a try but so far I'm mixed on how I feel about this series.
December 31, 2020
This is such a powerful book. I love it. 😊
January 15, 2024
⭐️⭐️⭐️.5
“I know you are hungry for love,
but he has proven time
and time again that
he cannot bring enough
to the table to feed you”
“I know you are hungry for love,
but he has proven time
and time again that
he cannot bring enough
to the table to feed you”
August 18, 2022
"We risk too much
for the wrong people
and too little
for the right ones."
Alright you telling me this is a book full of poems? nah not the real one.
for the wrong people
and too little
for the right ones."
Alright you telling me this is a book full of poems? nah not the real one.
October 26, 2021
You remind me of the bible.
Though people can see between your lines,
they misinterpret your words,
they try to define you by their misunderstanding.
They preach rumors as truth,
crucify ur name,
mock you for being a misfit,
throw dirt on your good intentions,
and bury your character.
still you rise,
still you overcome,
still you love.
I absolutely fallen in love with this book despite the fact that I had never fallen in love before!
Oct 2021 IRAN/Tehran
Though people can see between your lines,
they misinterpret your words,
they try to define you by their misunderstanding.
They preach rumors as truth,
crucify ur name,
mock you for being a misfit,
throw dirt on your good intentions,
and bury your character.
still you rise,
still you overcome,
still you love.
I absolutely fallen in love with this book despite the fact that I had never fallen in love before!
Oct 2021 IRAN/Tehran
May 22, 2018
Love should never be a burden,
even on the hardest days.
I notice there is slight of repetitions yet I still love it. Pierre Alex Jeanty knows his way to soothe a girl with words.
even on the hardest days.
I notice there is slight of repetitions yet I still love it. Pierre Alex Jeanty knows his way to soothe a girl with words.
December 5, 2018
1. I liked this better than the first volume.
2. It seemed more about women empowerment than the whole breakup thing.
3. Poems I loved and why:
-Those who disappear out of your life
as the sun sleeps
are neither lovers or friends,
They are gentle monsters.
They are leeches who will feast until you’re
drained.
They are people with terrible promises and rotten
motives.
Do not make them your savior,
do not find comfort on their shoulder,
do not build on their promises.
---This describes the relationship I have with my dad. I’ve had to give it up despite it killing me. He was becoming a leech to my emotions.
-She will remember the moments
you made her feel loved
more than the times you said,
“I love you.”
---As a woman, I’m pretty sure this is how we all feel.
-Your body is made to be made love to
by a man who has your 50th wedding anniversary
date marked on his calendar,
leaves his heart in your palms,
and understands the meaning behind a wedding
ring.
Maybe you don’t believe in fairy tales,
but “till death tear us apart”
ought to be the least you settle for.
You deserve a love that knows no conditions
and ends at your funeral.
---I love the thought of my husband marking the calendar for our 50th wedding aniversary.
-If I must be honest with you,
everyone is forgettable;
though memories may linger and replay
themselves.
It is who we are that makes us unforgettable,
not our want to never be forgotten.
It is the type of love we offer to those who
have never known love that makes us
unforgettable,
Therefore, love hard, despite how hard it is.
It’s what they’ll remember.
---This is what I strive for everyday. To love people fiercely.
-The scale should never be given
the power to weigh you down.
The number it reads should never
add more burden to your soul.
Beauty is not defined
by how much flesh
rests on your bones,
but how much
compassion is buried in your heart.
If you find those who make you feel ugly
because you weigh more than the average,
tell them to swallow their opinions
and do more than cardio for that ugly heart.
---I want to slow clap after this poem.
-There’s no greater transgression
than attempting to make her feel
that she has fallen short of loving
the way she does.
It is silly to try to convince her
that she is a sinner for being able to love so
devotedly.
It may not be normal to you,
but let it be to her.
---Sometimes I feel like the outside world thinks this about me. Foolish for giving my whole heart to people.
-If you do not feed her mind,
your tongue must never find
a way to complain about
the malnourished love
between the two of you.
Nor should it ever question
why her heart has only known
starvation with you.
Beautiful flowers can’t bloom
without healthy roots.
---This is just so beautiful.
-If you’re a size
too big for him to love,
his heart is too many sizes
too small
for him to be your type.
How ignorant
can anyone be
to believe that beauty is
what one looks like,
rather than what can be seen
in one’s heart?
---I want all of my students to read this. Male and female! In fact, I’m going to make them analyze this for bellwork.
-She is the reason men like me
understand what balance is.
When I stare at her, I see both
perfection and imperfection.
I see beauty and ugliness
living in the same place.
I see light and darkness
wrestling one another.
She is so good, yet bad;
a perfect mix of heaven,
with a little hell at times.
---I have a lot of imperfection to go with my perfection.
-You cannot love a woman like that
with just words and basic actions.
Do the unusual things that prove
that you’re crazy for her.
I cannot tell you what those things
ought to be, but I can tell you that
going to the extreme for real love
doesn’t crown you a fool,
but a romantic.
---PREACH. Like going to Mcdonald’s at 8pm to get me some fries….
-She’s been a student of pain,
been in the class of drama,
and circumstances have
yelled at her most of her life.
She wants peace now,
she doesn’t want to cradle her problems in her mind before she sleeps.
She wants to hear less of the world
and do more in her world.
She wants to silence her mind
and listen to God.
If you do not come to contribute to that,
you’re a disturbance not a lover.
---I want PEACE.
-I am a man,
I cannot tell you
what burden she carries,
but I can tell that they are too
heavy for one person to carry.
---I need help.
-You not recognizing that you’re precious
and that every inch of you
is beautiful,
is your blindness.
Them not recognizing
your worth
and cherishing you,
is their blindness.
The blind cannot lead the blind.
They only find better routes to mislead each other.
---This just speaks to me.
-Student her silence,
search her mind
when she is saying nothing.
---THIS. Please learn to read my silences.
-Rake your hands through her hair,
Whisper beautiful words in her ears,
Cup your hands around her beautiful face,
Admire her breath-taking beauty,
Kiss her lips as if they’re both
a forbidden fruit
and the sweetest peach you ever tasted.
Hang on to every word that finds its way
out of her mouth.
Let them make a home to your ears,
help them find a space to reside in your memory.
She has had enough with men who heard her,
but did not listen,
nor gave her existence the attention it deserved.
---PLEASE RAKE YOUR HAND THROUGH MY HAIR. I crave it.
-She is a keeper,
as long as you act like you need her
and treat her like you want to keep her.
---yes yes yes
-I stared at her
not to search deeper
for flaws,
but because I am amazed by her.
Never in a million years
did I think
love would be wearing
such a gorgeous flesh.
---This made me feel in love.
-What she doesn’t ask for
is usually what she deserves,
the small surprises,
heartwarming gifts,
undivided attention,
and to be showered with compliments.
Never stop trying to impress her.
---I’ve felt neglected lately.
-Affection ought to be part
of your routine rather than
something you treat her to
once in a blue moon.
Imagine if the earth saw
the moon every so often.
---This made me want to cry a little.
-She is a heavenly being
trapped in this dark world,
There is nothing I’d like to do more
than remind her
to never let the darkness oppress her
and lead her to forget
that she is made of light.
---I need to remember that I’m made of light.
-You’re the sun sweetheart,
even on the cloudy days,
you are made to shine.
---YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT.
-Enough men wait until
it all ends to love their woman
like they did when it all started.
You shouldn’t take such chances with her.
---EXACTLY.
-Being normal is over praised.
You were never meant
to be accepted by all.
Therefore, be as weird
and as odd as you want to be.
---Being weird since 1986.
2. It seemed more about women empowerment than the whole breakup thing.
3. Poems I loved and why:
-Those who disappear out of your life
as the sun sleeps
are neither lovers or friends,
They are gentle monsters.
They are leeches who will feast until you’re
drained.
They are people with terrible promises and rotten
motives.
Do not make them your savior,
do not find comfort on their shoulder,
do not build on their promises.
---This describes the relationship I have with my dad. I’ve had to give it up despite it killing me. He was becoming a leech to my emotions.
-She will remember the moments
you made her feel loved
more than the times you said,
“I love you.”
---As a woman, I’m pretty sure this is how we all feel.
-Your body is made to be made love to
by a man who has your 50th wedding anniversary
date marked on his calendar,
leaves his heart in your palms,
and understands the meaning behind a wedding
ring.
Maybe you don’t believe in fairy tales,
but “till death tear us apart”
ought to be the least you settle for.
You deserve a love that knows no conditions
and ends at your funeral.
---I love the thought of my husband marking the calendar for our 50th wedding aniversary.
-If I must be honest with you,
everyone is forgettable;
though memories may linger and replay
themselves.
It is who we are that makes us unforgettable,
not our want to never be forgotten.
It is the type of love we offer to those who
have never known love that makes us
unforgettable,
Therefore, love hard, despite how hard it is.
It’s what they’ll remember.
---This is what I strive for everyday. To love people fiercely.
-The scale should never be given
the power to weigh you down.
The number it reads should never
add more burden to your soul.
Beauty is not defined
by how much flesh
rests on your bones,
but how much
compassion is buried in your heart.
If you find those who make you feel ugly
because you weigh more than the average,
tell them to swallow their opinions
and do more than cardio for that ugly heart.
---I want to slow clap after this poem.
-There’s no greater transgression
than attempting to make her feel
that she has fallen short of loving
the way she does.
It is silly to try to convince her
that she is a sinner for being able to love so
devotedly.
It may not be normal to you,
but let it be to her.
---Sometimes I feel like the outside world thinks this about me. Foolish for giving my whole heart to people.
-If you do not feed her mind,
your tongue must never find
a way to complain about
the malnourished love
between the two of you.
Nor should it ever question
why her heart has only known
starvation with you.
Beautiful flowers can’t bloom
without healthy roots.
---This is just so beautiful.
-If you’re a size
too big for him to love,
his heart is too many sizes
too small
for him to be your type.
How ignorant
can anyone be
to believe that beauty is
what one looks like,
rather than what can be seen
in one’s heart?
---I want all of my students to read this. Male and female! In fact, I’m going to make them analyze this for bellwork.
-She is the reason men like me
understand what balance is.
When I stare at her, I see both
perfection and imperfection.
I see beauty and ugliness
living in the same place.
I see light and darkness
wrestling one another.
She is so good, yet bad;
a perfect mix of heaven,
with a little hell at times.
---I have a lot of imperfection to go with my perfection.
-You cannot love a woman like that
with just words and basic actions.
Do the unusual things that prove
that you’re crazy for her.
I cannot tell you what those things
ought to be, but I can tell you that
going to the extreme for real love
doesn’t crown you a fool,
but a romantic.
---PREACH. Like going to Mcdonald’s at 8pm to get me some fries….
-She’s been a student of pain,
been in the class of drama,
and circumstances have
yelled at her most of her life.
She wants peace now,
she doesn’t want to cradle her problems in her mind before she sleeps.
She wants to hear less of the world
and do more in her world.
She wants to silence her mind
and listen to God.
If you do not come to contribute to that,
you’re a disturbance not a lover.
---I want PEACE.
-I am a man,
I cannot tell you
what burden she carries,
but I can tell that they are too
heavy for one person to carry.
---I need help.
-You not recognizing that you’re precious
and that every inch of you
is beautiful,
is your blindness.
Them not recognizing
your worth
and cherishing you,
is their blindness.
The blind cannot lead the blind.
They only find better routes to mislead each other.
---This just speaks to me.
-Student her silence,
search her mind
when she is saying nothing.
---THIS. Please learn to read my silences.
-Rake your hands through her hair,
Whisper beautiful words in her ears,
Cup your hands around her beautiful face,
Admire her breath-taking beauty,
Kiss her lips as if they’re both
a forbidden fruit
and the sweetest peach you ever tasted.
Hang on to every word that finds its way
out of her mouth.
Let them make a home to your ears,
help them find a space to reside in your memory.
She has had enough with men who heard her,
but did not listen,
nor gave her existence the attention it deserved.
---PLEASE RAKE YOUR HAND THROUGH MY HAIR. I crave it.
-She is a keeper,
as long as you act like you need her
and treat her like you want to keep her.
---yes yes yes
-I stared at her
not to search deeper
for flaws,
but because I am amazed by her.
Never in a million years
did I think
love would be wearing
such a gorgeous flesh.
---This made me feel in love.
-What she doesn’t ask for
is usually what she deserves,
the small surprises,
heartwarming gifts,
undivided attention,
and to be showered with compliments.
Never stop trying to impress her.
---I’ve felt neglected lately.
-Affection ought to be part
of your routine rather than
something you treat her to
once in a blue moon.
Imagine if the earth saw
the moon every so often.
---This made me want to cry a little.
-She is a heavenly being
trapped in this dark world,
There is nothing I’d like to do more
than remind her
to never let the darkness oppress her
and lead her to forget
that she is made of light.
---I need to remember that I’m made of light.
-You’re the sun sweetheart,
even on the cloudy days,
you are made to shine.
---YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT.
-Enough men wait until
it all ends to love their woman
like they did when it all started.
You shouldn’t take such chances with her.
---EXACTLY.
-Being normal is over praised.
You were never meant
to be accepted by all.
Therefore, be as weird
and as odd as you want to be.
---Being weird since 1986.
May 12, 2022
4.5⭐️
March 26, 2019
4.5/5
Siempre es hermoso descubrir nuevos autores y mas cuando se trata de poesía. Soy de esa clase de personas que o se conecta demasiado o no puede conectarse en absoluto. Dado a la puntuación se darán cuenta que conecte y mucho. Últimamente me siento muy identificada con la poesía y cada vez estoy leyendo mas y mas. Este poemario fue una experiencia a parte. Disfrute en exceso cada pagina de este libro. Expresa el amor, el verdadero amor en cada una de sus palabras. Pero lo lindo fue leerlo desde un POV masculino, es uno de los pocos poemarios que leí desde un punto de vista masculino y lo disfrute muchísimo. Es lindo ver que no solo mas mujeres podemos ser románticas empedernidas. Soy de esa clase de chica que busca el amor en cada esquina y que siente que es poco probable encontrar a un compañero que sienta esa amor tan fuerte y consumista, de esa clase que te deja sin aliento y llena el alma a cada segundo. El autor me demuestra que si existe, que esta ahí, esperando a ser encontrado o esperando a encontrarte.
Primer poemario del autor que leo pero sin dudas no va a ser el ultimo. ♥
Siempre es hermoso descubrir nuevos autores y mas cuando se trata de poesía. Soy de esa clase de personas que o se conecta demasiado o no puede conectarse en absoluto. Dado a la puntuación se darán cuenta que conecte y mucho. Últimamente me siento muy identificada con la poesía y cada vez estoy leyendo mas y mas. Este poemario fue una experiencia a parte. Disfrute en exceso cada pagina de este libro. Expresa el amor, el verdadero amor en cada una de sus palabras. Pero lo lindo fue leerlo desde un POV masculino, es uno de los pocos poemarios que leí desde un punto de vista masculino y lo disfrute muchísimo. Es lindo ver que no solo mas mujeres podemos ser románticas empedernidas. Soy de esa clase de chica que busca el amor en cada esquina y que siente que es poco probable encontrar a un compañero que sienta esa amor tan fuerte y consumista, de esa clase que te deja sin aliento y llena el alma a cada segundo. El autor me demuestra que si existe, que esta ahí, esperando a ser encontrado o esperando a encontrarte.
Primer poemario del autor que leo pero sin dudas no va a ser el ultimo. ♥
September 19, 2020
I actually read this book before the first one and I love them both. This style of poetry always gets me in my feels. He’s such an amazing poet and everything I read from him is somehow relatable. It’s so worth grabbing a book by him and reading a couple pages when you’re just in a bleh mood, it really gets you back to thinking positive or that you’re not the only one in the world going through things.
November 4, 2017
"Falling in love can be scary, but being in love should never be terrifying."
June 6, 2018
If you cannot understand
why 'she' is a poetry,
let me be the first to let you know
that "SHE" is a spoken word
out of the mouth of god.
That is how she came into Existence.
why 'she' is a poetry,
let me be the first to let you know
that "SHE" is a spoken word
out of the mouth of god.
That is how she came into Existence.
February 21, 2019
what the fuck WAS THAT??????
March 6, 2019
Only better thing in the second book are the pictures.
December 1, 2020
"You must be 'your', before you are anyone else's".
"She is a keeper, as long as you act like you need her and treat her like you want to keep her".
"She is a keeper, as long as you act like you need her and treat her like you want to keep her".
March 2, 2022
Rating: 4,75. Și nu știu exact să argumentez de ce nu dau 5... Așa simt acum. Dar clar, e total subiectiv. Eu tot o recomand din suflet! ❤️
Pot spune că îmi pare rău că e gata...
A fost o lectură minunată. 🤍
Lejeră, care a transmis încredere, putere, iubire, inspirație.
Și per total uimită de cât de multă inspirație poate fi o femeie pentru omul care o iubește. ❤️
Pot spune că îmi pare rău că e gata...
A fost o lectură minunată. 🤍
Lejeră, care a transmis încredere, putere, iubire, inspirație.
Și per total uimită de cât de multă inspirație poate fi o femeie pentru omul care o iubește. ❤️
August 17, 2020
As with most collections, there were a few that really struck a chord with me. However, much of it read like a slut-shaming, infantilizing, heteronormative relationship instructional guide. Not the most universally accessible.
May 20, 2021
Dieses Buch erhält von mir 3 ⭐️.
July 18, 2023
made me feel loved and understood
September 4, 2021
I liked Vol. 1 a lot and was disappointed with Vol. 2.
Whereas I highlighted a lot of pages in the first volume, most of these poems did not move anything in me, except (some) maybe an eye roll.
Whereas I highlighted a lot of pages in the first volume, most of these poems did not move anything in me, except (some) maybe an eye roll.
February 10, 2022
Love will leave few bruises on several occasions. It will hit some veins, and do some damage in parts of you that the eyes can’t see. But, it will not give you bullet wounds, nor will cut deep to the soul. It will never become a bystander while your heart bleeds to death.”
Falling in love can be scary, but being in love should never be terrifying.
Those who disappear out of your life as the sun sleeps are neither lovers or friends. They are gentle monsters. They are leeches who will feast until you’re drained. They are people with terrible promises and rotten motives. Do not make them your savior, do not find comfort on their shoulders, do not build on their promises. Nothing ordinary is meant for you. There’s nothing more unfair to you than convincing yourself that it is okay to accept anything short of extraordinary.
You deserve a love that knows no conditions and ends at your funeral.
Do not become less of a woman to a man who is looking for a woman who thinks less of herself. Showing less can be seen as more, but showing them less of who you are never gets you more.
You will always have those who will applaud you, those who will only cheer you on when life is putting a beating on you. There will always be those who want to be in your life, and those who will stick around just to be there when things go wrong so they can have something to keep them blind to their own misery.
You remind me of the bible. Though people can see between your lines, they misinterpret your words, they try to define you by their misunderstanding. They preach their rumors as truth, crucify your name, mock you for being a misfit, throw dirt on your good intentions,
and bury your character. Still you rise, still you overcome, still you love.
You can be the type of girl who boys look at and want more. But never become the type of woman who mistakes the hunger in a boy’s eyes for the passion in a man’s.
In her smile lives the light and the darkness of the night sky. She is no fallen angel, but an angel who has fallen from grace quite a few times. Her prayer is that she finds a man to cheer her as she puts her halo back the way it belongs.
If we love with our lips, but not our hearts, we are liars with good intentions, thieves with charitable actions, lovers without substance.
Despite, love is still worth it. The only love that is worth dying for is the type of love that makes you feel alive.
Wanting someone who doesn't make you feel wanted, is wanting everything you don’t need. Needing someone who doesn't live as if they need you in their life, is being in need of what you shouldn't even want.
Do not let the world turn the sweetness of your smile into sour tones that hang out
with ugly words. Do not give the bad you’ve seen the power to plant darkness
in the soil of your soul. Do not let that ugly past hold the beauty that lives in your future, hostage.
To the girl looking for love: You are not a drunk man's playground just because he has strong arms and a six pack. Sober love will always lead to more memorable moments than drunken lust.
Beautiful flowers can't bloom without healthy roots.Love is a full puzzle; the bigger picture can only be seen as you continue putting the pieces together and falling deeper and deeper in love. You will see “forever” clearly. Love is hard to find, but obvious to see.
You do so much to save those dates, yet never get another day on their calendar. By now, I am praying you see that it’s not who you try to be tonight for that man that will make him desire you, but how true you are to yourself and what he sees in you.
How ignorant can anyone be to believe that beauty is what one looks like,
rather than what can be seen in one’s heart?
If you let the ghost of your past scare the life out of your new relationship, it will haunt you.
You are made of love, How can you let anyone convince you that you are not worthy of it?”
Self-love and selfishness are neither siblings, neighbors, or friends. When you cannot effortlessly distinguish the difference between the two, you've turned self-love into a self-centered prison.
Don't let any crumbs of attention he throws at your feet cause you to bow down to his curse again. I know you are hungry for love, but he has proven time and time again that he cannot bring enough to the table to feed you.
You must be, “Yours,” before you are anyone else’s.
If you wonder how she carries her baggage so well, you must first ask her for a glance at her back. She has handled betrayal as if its fire was nothing more than an illusion. Women like that handle their flaws, tame their fears, and silence their doubts. Strong doesn’t describe her, she defines strong.
She is yours to keep, but not yours to own. Yours to lead, but not yours to lord over.
If we become like those who failed to love us how we were meant to be loved, and treat others the same way they treated us, we’ve become enemies of love and allies with misery.
Your body must be home to you. You must find comfort in it. If you must know, that welcoming smile is the doorway to the beautiful sky. That soft voice is honey to the ears of birds. That heart is oxygen to this earth. You must risk your heart to catch love. This world is all give and take. The joy of takers do not last long. They tend to always run out of things to give before the givers. You are not a fool for being fooled by a fool.
How can you blame her for choosing herself first when choosing yourself is your favorite sport? Women like her have been victims to enough players, and lost in far too many games. The motto that stood as a tagline to your ego used to be, “Don’t hate the player, hate the game,” but now you complain, mouthing off about the game being unfair and her playing too much. You can’t win them all.
If his actions don’t speak any love languages, his voice must become a foreign noise to you. Reassurance, quality time, affection, and serving you ought to be found in what he does more than what he speaks.
The eyes may lie on some occasions, but not as often as the ears do to the heart.
Drugs are liars who claim they can give better realities than the current one. Stupid liars. They will only silence the hurt while they feed the pain. They will promise you freedom as long you are a slave to them.
It is better to be soul food than to be an eye candy, sweetheart.
Have your own, but do not let it own you. Be strong, but realize that loving a man who is in love with you does not spell weakness. Be independent, but never let yourself become a “It It is not “men” who are your enemy, but liars, manipulators, and cheaters. Those exist both in men and women.
many of us who have seen darkness don’t know how to accept love, even when our lover accepts our past. Be honest with him, tell him you don’t know how to love yet, even when it’s everything you want.
Protect your heart, but don’t protect your ego in the process. It’ll cage your heart, instead of building boundaries around it.
You only kill you when you live for them. You kill your dreams, when you try to convince your eyes to be one with their vision.
Falling in love is like going sky diving. It is exciting, scary, and fulfilling. There will be days you hit the ground with love, but you have to get up to fall further in.
You must be patient or you’ll never be introduced to the beautiful soul that is under her mountain of bad experiences. Gold isn’t found easily.
Gamble with love, but do not gamble your heart away to jokers.
You cannot love a woman like that with just words and basic actions. Do the unusual things that prove that you're crazy for her. I cannot tell you what those things ought to be, but I can tell you that going to the extreme for real love doesn’t crown you a fool, but a romantic.
She's been a student of pain, been in the class of drama, and circumstances have yelled at her most of her life. She wants peace now, she doesn’t want to cradle her problems in her mind before she sleeps. She wants to hear less of the world and do more in her world. She wants to silence her mind and listen to God.
Your body isn’t a hotel room for men to spend the night and check out before the sun stands over the earth. It was created to be a home for planting love and growing a family.
Nights like this, she thinks of herself, what she loves, what she missed while missing you. She thinks about what you both were and could’ve been. Then she dreams about what she is going to be. You are no longer her happiness, she is what now makes her smile.”
Whether you play your hand right or not, a king will find his way to you. As long as you hand God your cards to deal.
You don’t need to sleep with her to know that she is the woman of your dreams.
We risk too much for the wrong people and too little for the right ones.
Loyalty is an activist who fights to earn your lover’s trust, and the freedom for their heart to become yours. However, it can also be a dictator your partner uses to keep your heart imprisoned.
I think of her as a best seller, handwritten by God on pages made from his magnificent robe. Her choices are every word. Her eyes are every page. Her heart is an untold story. Each chapter may have missing paragraphs, but the further you get inside the more she will become easily comprehended. I advise that you take your time with her; learning of her has to be a marathon or you’ll sprint past some important details.
Wait for the man who makes you question what love is, one who loves you hard despite how hard you believe you are to love. You don’t need closure to find happiness again, you need to find reasons to start a new chapter, and put down that old book. Here is one reason, you deserve to be happy.
Dear, Giving yourself away for a cheaper price isn’t the right bait to reel in their love. Lowering your standard isn’t how you’ll get a leg up on anything. Only real love can afford you, because you are both love and priceless.
Love cannot be a magic trick. You loving them will not make them right or make them love you. The only magic of love is that it can be invisible, yet seen wherever it exists.
People like her can only be loved one way. The right way, The passionate way, The self-less way, One way, different lanes.
Love’s agenda is to add to you. If your love is taking too much from you, it must be subtracted out of your life.
If there’s anything more beautiful than a classy woman with a loving heart, my eyes have yet to see it.
You don't have to be a model, it's okay to simply be a woman. All natural, all imperfections, all real.
A new relationship is not remedy for heartbreak, it is rather poison we drink as we mourn our lovers. It never gets better, we simply become worse with someone else.
How unfortunate that people with good hearts sometimes run into bad lovers. What is more unfortunate is that many bad lovers are born from such experiences.
What she doesn’t ask for is usually what she deserves, the small surprises, heartwarming gifts, undivided attention, and to be showered with compliments. Never stop trying to impress her.
Love should never be a burden, even on the hardest days. She’s a skeptic when it comes to promises. As she evolves, she only searches for a love that can be seen by those who are deaf and felt by the blind.
Do not ask for her heart if you cannot give her your time.
A lot of wrong men will fight for you; how you pick the right one is by keeping your eyes on which of them doesn't know how to stop fighting.
Affection ought to be part of your routine rather than something you treat her to
once in a blue moon. Imagine if the earth saw the moon every so often.
You cannot love and doubt simultaneously. If the doubt is more alive, it is because it is being fed well. Eventually, it will eat away the love that was ever on the table, piece by piece.
When love is fed, you will vomit almost every ounce of doubt.
Boldness flowed through her veins and grace filled her lungs. Women like her know when to raise their voice and when to let their silence make the noise.
At this point in her life, she isn't looking for a man to tell her she is pretty, she's dying to meet the one who will run out of words, trying to explain why she is beautiful to him.
If you pay enough attention, you will realize that there is something beautiful
about making her feel beautiful.
Real recognize real. There are many women who hide behind a fake boldness. They try to bury their desire for the love of a man, into their independence. But you, you understand
what it means to be your own and someone else’s. You love yourself in a pure and honest way, and that is what good men are searching for.
She’ll fight a war for love, but she will never fight for your time nor attention.
Being normal is over praised.You were never meant to be accepted by all. Therefore, be as weird and as odd as you want to be.
True love is without conditions and boundaries, nor is it at the mercy of reciprocity; however, love must be reciprocated in order to mature.
I’d like to take this moment to celebrate you. To heal after having your heart broken
countless times is an accomplishment. Many don’t graduate past the pain. They only pick up a third degree burn on their soul while bitterness and anger become their first and second degrees respectively.
Message from the guy who loves you: Allow me to hold your hands, Allow my fingers to tightly hug yours, Allow yourself to be naked while being fully dressed around me, Allow those guards to rest, Allow yourself to be at ease, to entertain the idea of being loved in a way your defensive ways won’t let you. Allow the doors of your heart to open up a little bit
and let some fresh air in, Allow me to see the real you, the vulnerable you. I am not asking for you to fall in love with me yet, but please be yourself around me. That is all I’m asking.
Love’s words: I am nothing to be afraid of. When you meet me, you will see.
Women like her are rare not because of what they look like, nor what they have but it is because of who they are and how they view this thing called life despite the troubles it lays at their feet.
Falling in love can be scary, but being in love should never be terrifying.
Those who disappear out of your life as the sun sleeps are neither lovers or friends. They are gentle monsters. They are leeches who will feast until you’re drained. They are people with terrible promises and rotten motives. Do not make them your savior, do not find comfort on their shoulders, do not build on their promises. Nothing ordinary is meant for you. There’s nothing more unfair to you than convincing yourself that it is okay to accept anything short of extraordinary.
You deserve a love that knows no conditions and ends at your funeral.
Do not become less of a woman to a man who is looking for a woman who thinks less of herself. Showing less can be seen as more, but showing them less of who you are never gets you more.
You will always have those who will applaud you, those who will only cheer you on when life is putting a beating on you. There will always be those who want to be in your life, and those who will stick around just to be there when things go wrong so they can have something to keep them blind to their own misery.
You remind me of the bible. Though people can see between your lines, they misinterpret your words, they try to define you by their misunderstanding. They preach their rumors as truth, crucify your name, mock you for being a misfit, throw dirt on your good intentions,
and bury your character. Still you rise, still you overcome, still you love.
You can be the type of girl who boys look at and want more. But never become the type of woman who mistakes the hunger in a boy’s eyes for the passion in a man’s.
In her smile lives the light and the darkness of the night sky. She is no fallen angel, but an angel who has fallen from grace quite a few times. Her prayer is that she finds a man to cheer her as she puts her halo back the way it belongs.
If we love with our lips, but not our hearts, we are liars with good intentions, thieves with charitable actions, lovers without substance.
Despite, love is still worth it. The only love that is worth dying for is the type of love that makes you feel alive.
Wanting someone who doesn't make you feel wanted, is wanting everything you don’t need. Needing someone who doesn't live as if they need you in their life, is being in need of what you shouldn't even want.
Do not let the world turn the sweetness of your smile into sour tones that hang out
with ugly words. Do not give the bad you’ve seen the power to plant darkness
in the soil of your soul. Do not let that ugly past hold the beauty that lives in your future, hostage.
To the girl looking for love: You are not a drunk man's playground just because he has strong arms and a six pack. Sober love will always lead to more memorable moments than drunken lust.
Beautiful flowers can't bloom without healthy roots.Love is a full puzzle; the bigger picture can only be seen as you continue putting the pieces together and falling deeper and deeper in love. You will see “forever” clearly. Love is hard to find, but obvious to see.
You do so much to save those dates, yet never get another day on their calendar. By now, I am praying you see that it’s not who you try to be tonight for that man that will make him desire you, but how true you are to yourself and what he sees in you.
How ignorant can anyone be to believe that beauty is what one looks like,
rather than what can be seen in one’s heart?
If you let the ghost of your past scare the life out of your new relationship, it will haunt you.
You are made of love, How can you let anyone convince you that you are not worthy of it?”
Self-love and selfishness are neither siblings, neighbors, or friends. When you cannot effortlessly distinguish the difference between the two, you've turned self-love into a self-centered prison.
Don't let any crumbs of attention he throws at your feet cause you to bow down to his curse again. I know you are hungry for love, but he has proven time and time again that he cannot bring enough to the table to feed you.
You must be, “Yours,” before you are anyone else’s.
If you wonder how she carries her baggage so well, you must first ask her for a glance at her back. She has handled betrayal as if its fire was nothing more than an illusion. Women like that handle their flaws, tame their fears, and silence their doubts. Strong doesn’t describe her, she defines strong.
She is yours to keep, but not yours to own. Yours to lead, but not yours to lord over.
If we become like those who failed to love us how we were meant to be loved, and treat others the same way they treated us, we’ve become enemies of love and allies with misery.
Your body must be home to you. You must find comfort in it. If you must know, that welcoming smile is the doorway to the beautiful sky. That soft voice is honey to the ears of birds. That heart is oxygen to this earth. You must risk your heart to catch love. This world is all give and take. The joy of takers do not last long. They tend to always run out of things to give before the givers. You are not a fool for being fooled by a fool.
How can you blame her for choosing herself first when choosing yourself is your favorite sport? Women like her have been victims to enough players, and lost in far too many games. The motto that stood as a tagline to your ego used to be, “Don’t hate the player, hate the game,” but now you complain, mouthing off about the game being unfair and her playing too much. You can’t win them all.
If his actions don’t speak any love languages, his voice must become a foreign noise to you. Reassurance, quality time, affection, and serving you ought to be found in what he does more than what he speaks.
The eyes may lie on some occasions, but not as often as the ears do to the heart.
Drugs are liars who claim they can give better realities than the current one. Stupid liars. They will only silence the hurt while they feed the pain. They will promise you freedom as long you are a slave to them.
It is better to be soul food than to be an eye candy, sweetheart.
Have your own, but do not let it own you. Be strong, but realize that loving a man who is in love with you does not spell weakness. Be independent, but never let yourself become a “It It is not “men” who are your enemy, but liars, manipulators, and cheaters. Those exist both in men and women.
many of us who have seen darkness don’t know how to accept love, even when our lover accepts our past. Be honest with him, tell him you don’t know how to love yet, even when it’s everything you want.
Protect your heart, but don’t protect your ego in the process. It’ll cage your heart, instead of building boundaries around it.
You only kill you when you live for them. You kill your dreams, when you try to convince your eyes to be one with their vision.
Falling in love is like going sky diving. It is exciting, scary, and fulfilling. There will be days you hit the ground with love, but you have to get up to fall further in.
You must be patient or you’ll never be introduced to the beautiful soul that is under her mountain of bad experiences. Gold isn’t found easily.
Gamble with love, but do not gamble your heart away to jokers.
You cannot love a woman like that with just words and basic actions. Do the unusual things that prove that you're crazy for her. I cannot tell you what those things ought to be, but I can tell you that going to the extreme for real love doesn’t crown you a fool, but a romantic.
She's been a student of pain, been in the class of drama, and circumstances have yelled at her most of her life. She wants peace now, she doesn’t want to cradle her problems in her mind before she sleeps. She wants to hear less of the world and do more in her world. She wants to silence her mind and listen to God.
Your body isn’t a hotel room for men to spend the night and check out before the sun stands over the earth. It was created to be a home for planting love and growing a family.
Nights like this, she thinks of herself, what she loves, what she missed while missing you. She thinks about what you both were and could’ve been. Then she dreams about what she is going to be. You are no longer her happiness, she is what now makes her smile.”
Whether you play your hand right or not, a king will find his way to you. As long as you hand God your cards to deal.
You don’t need to sleep with her to know that she is the woman of your dreams.
We risk too much for the wrong people and too little for the right ones.
Loyalty is an activist who fights to earn your lover’s trust, and the freedom for their heart to become yours. However, it can also be a dictator your partner uses to keep your heart imprisoned.
I think of her as a best seller, handwritten by God on pages made from his magnificent robe. Her choices are every word. Her eyes are every page. Her heart is an untold story. Each chapter may have missing paragraphs, but the further you get inside the more she will become easily comprehended. I advise that you take your time with her; learning of her has to be a marathon or you’ll sprint past some important details.
Wait for the man who makes you question what love is, one who loves you hard despite how hard you believe you are to love. You don’t need closure to find happiness again, you need to find reasons to start a new chapter, and put down that old book. Here is one reason, you deserve to be happy.
Dear, Giving yourself away for a cheaper price isn’t the right bait to reel in their love. Lowering your standard isn’t how you’ll get a leg up on anything. Only real love can afford you, because you are both love and priceless.
Love cannot be a magic trick. You loving them will not make them right or make them love you. The only magic of love is that it can be invisible, yet seen wherever it exists.
People like her can only be loved one way. The right way, The passionate way, The self-less way, One way, different lanes.
Love’s agenda is to add to you. If your love is taking too much from you, it must be subtracted out of your life.
If there’s anything more beautiful than a classy woman with a loving heart, my eyes have yet to see it.
You don't have to be a model, it's okay to simply be a woman. All natural, all imperfections, all real.
A new relationship is not remedy for heartbreak, it is rather poison we drink as we mourn our lovers. It never gets better, we simply become worse with someone else.
How unfortunate that people with good hearts sometimes run into bad lovers. What is more unfortunate is that many bad lovers are born from such experiences.
What she doesn’t ask for is usually what she deserves, the small surprises, heartwarming gifts, undivided attention, and to be showered with compliments. Never stop trying to impress her.
Love should never be a burden, even on the hardest days. She’s a skeptic when it comes to promises. As she evolves, she only searches for a love that can be seen by those who are deaf and felt by the blind.
Do not ask for her heart if you cannot give her your time.
A lot of wrong men will fight for you; how you pick the right one is by keeping your eyes on which of them doesn't know how to stop fighting.
Affection ought to be part of your routine rather than something you treat her to
once in a blue moon. Imagine if the earth saw the moon every so often.
You cannot love and doubt simultaneously. If the doubt is more alive, it is because it is being fed well. Eventually, it will eat away the love that was ever on the table, piece by piece.
When love is fed, you will vomit almost every ounce of doubt.
Boldness flowed through her veins and grace filled her lungs. Women like her know when to raise their voice and when to let their silence make the noise.
At this point in her life, she isn't looking for a man to tell her she is pretty, she's dying to meet the one who will run out of words, trying to explain why she is beautiful to him.
If you pay enough attention, you will realize that there is something beautiful
about making her feel beautiful.
Real recognize real. There are many women who hide behind a fake boldness. They try to bury their desire for the love of a man, into their independence. But you, you understand
what it means to be your own and someone else’s. You love yourself in a pure and honest way, and that is what good men are searching for.
She’ll fight a war for love, but she will never fight for your time nor attention.
Being normal is over praised.You were never meant to be accepted by all. Therefore, be as weird and as odd as you want to be.
True love is without conditions and boundaries, nor is it at the mercy of reciprocity; however, love must be reciprocated in order to mature.
I’d like to take this moment to celebrate you. To heal after having your heart broken
countless times is an accomplishment. Many don’t graduate past the pain. They only pick up a third degree burn on their soul while bitterness and anger become their first and second degrees respectively.
Message from the guy who loves you: Allow me to hold your hands, Allow my fingers to tightly hug yours, Allow yourself to be naked while being fully dressed around me, Allow those guards to rest, Allow yourself to be at ease, to entertain the idea of being loved in a way your defensive ways won’t let you. Allow the doors of your heart to open up a little bit
and let some fresh air in, Allow me to see the real you, the vulnerable you. I am not asking for you to fall in love with me yet, but please be yourself around me. That is all I’m asking.
Love’s words: I am nothing to be afraid of. When you meet me, you will see.
Women like her are rare not because of what they look like, nor what they have but it is because of who they are and how they view this thing called life despite the troubles it lays at their feet.
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