“My soul speaks a language, only you can understand.”

Don’t worry. You didn’t break me. I was already broken when we met.

The difference between yesterday and today is, today I know I don’t need you to survive.

He was my armor and I was his sword.

I love summer and sunny days but there’s a certain magic in rain. There’s a promise of new beginnings and growth that comes with rain.

I smile – even on my darkest days for you once said it melts your heart.

You ask what I’ve been doing all this time as if surviving wasn’t much of an effort.

When I stopped believing in love, the universe sent you to remind me that love, true love, does exist, even for me.

There are many reasons why we don’t tell people the truth. Maybe we’re not brave enough. Maybe we’re afraid to lose someone by telling the truth. Maybe all we want for the person we love is to be happy – with or without us.

I’ve loved you from the very first moment. But I still have to figure out how to love myself.

I was tired of begging people to stay when they wanted to leave.

He didn’t like drama and I was fucking Shakespeare.

And I wonder if I will ever find a place where I belong or if I am destined to wander.

They say diamonds are made under pressure, but what if I made of glass? and what if I’ll break?

This remains a love story. I just replaced your name with my own.

If I were a flower, you were the rain I was longing for.

I said I hope you’re fine, but what I meant was I hope you find your way back to me.

I don’t actually like dates. I get awkward as I never know what to do.

I do not want you to hear that I love you, but I want you to feel it without me having to say.

A true partner or friend is one who encourages you to look deep inside yourself for the beauty and love you’ve been seeking.

The best love come from the heart, not from the mouth.

If I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

A relationship is a place we go to give, not a place we go to get.

Perhaps it is our imperfections that make us so perfect for one another.