“You ask me what is love and I’ll tell you I know not. You ask me if I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I once did. You ask me how I know I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I just know.”

Don’t ever think I am fragile because I asked you to handle me with care. It was not a plea, it was a warning. My strength keeps me safe but I can’t say the same for you.

In leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.

These secrets sit sourly on my tongue. They linger the longer I go without a sip of your sweet elixir.

How exhausting it must be to fear death, when you can simply howl at the moon.

Your lips I see they without from me, but your eyes can’t keep a secret.

The fear that I would one day run out of things to say to you became the hope that soon I can sit in silence with you.

You met me whole and left me broken.

I don’t need you to myself in order to love you as my own.

Nothing is ever black and white but I’m sick and tired of all the grey area.

Find yourself a friend who makes you let go of secrets you didn’t know you were keeping.

You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.

I met you the way a fast car meets a tree. The slightest slip sent me careening into you. Half-conscious I remained at the scene, bones broken, blood spilled, fire burning.

The machines greed knows no limits.

Every single ounce of pain I have ever felt was a bend on the road that led me to you.

You are more than anything and everything that has happened to you.

Let me take you to a city we’ve never before been. Let us lose ourselves in old streets until we’ve made ourselves a new home.

Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.

I’m a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world.

Love is more than an emotion, it is a decision.

Love means having to say you’re sorry every fifteen minutes.

But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.

Sometimes the last person on earth you want to be with is the one person you can’t be without.

Knowledge is love and light and vision.

The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.