Love…
…makes me wish grand things and imagine bold dreams. If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, I would have the whole night sky in the palm of my hand.

From “Succubus Revealed” by American Novelist Richelle Mead
How we
love others
is affected
by how we
love ourselves,
and for the
first time
in a long
time,
I was
whole.