She’s the soul to your heart, the happiness to your tears.
She’s the mother of the world, hands open for love.
She’s the body of hope, caring for her own.
She’s the family when there are none she’s the home when the sky is grey.
Thank you for your love and precious time. Forever grateful for the all the mothers in the world.-bbw
She was the satisfaction he craved, every path he carved to reach her was passed on by her beauty. He wanted to taste her lips, he wanted all of her. But she refused to need him, she found no satisfaction of pleasing him. She searched the world hiding inside the woods craving a life she never new existed. She created her own path of self-satisfaction, learning new ways to love herself before loving another him again.
Sometimes you need to put yourself happiness first, love will come my dear, may not come tomorrow, may not come in a month or in many years. But loving yourself first with a crown over your head means you finally found your self-satisfaction.
-Beauty Beyond Words