The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

I need to love myself a little bit more. But, I can only do that by realizing that I need to let him go as much as I love him.

I’ve always been scared to let him go because he’s such a big part of my heart, but now I understand that for me to love myself, I have to be able to say goodbye now because I want to but because I have to. I have to find myself without him even though I know how my life is without him, but I can’t keep holding on to all of that doesn’t want me just because I like it.

Love is strength.

Loves is faith.

Love is loving yourself and understanding; that no one can give me my worth.

Love you telling the truth even when you don’t want to hear it.

Love is loving the imperfections we all have and not trying to change who we are just because love is in the air.

When will love not that your door is full of pain and magic?

If you can’t feel pain, that means you have not experienced real love. The love with pain is worth it because it’s awful beautiful, magical, incredible root word rewarding when we can find the one. It

Being the one is being the one you can’t live without.

Being the one, you can’t breathe without.

Being the one is knowing that you’re going to spend the rest of your life with that one. You’re ready to wake up every morning to the same face as long as both of you have a love for each other.

Being the one is being strong, knowing that not everything will be perfect, but it’s going to be accurate, and we’re going through it together.

You are the one who’s been willing to know that everyone comes with imperfections and does not mean rejection. What it means is acceptance for precisely who you are and what you are.

It is being the one who understands that everyone is going to have an opinion.

Being the one is having the strength within yourself to know and understand the love has its ups and downs, but through the rough water’s that any relationship goes through, both parties should not have the ability to walk away until everything is a workout. So we end up saying, I love you.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis