“You chose me to forget her and I chose you to love.”

A kind heart and a smile that gets her in and out of trouble.

Let’s make the world wait while we write poetry and talk about love.

How perfectly you love my imperfection.

Give me an old bookshop, rain, and memories of you.

We’re just friends. It’s as complicated as that.

We were supposed to be, even if we can’t be.

You will always be my favorite story to tell.

Every letter of every poem is one more moment with you.

Because a broken heart still beats.

Have you heard the rumors about us? I kind of love them.

You introduced me to secrets.

What a magical spell those stars cast, making us believe we were written for them.

I have nothing to say and I can’t help but think that says a lot.

I prefer daydreams to those at night. It’s more fun to use my hands.

Sure, we could have kept going, but the chance of finding a gas station was zero.

You were all I ever wanted and nothing I could have.

You shouldn’t break apart from loving someone. Love is meant to heal – not destroy us.

Please, don’t listen all the hate and take a little break to fall in love with you.

You met me whole and left me broken.

My arms grieve a love that took shape in the form of you.

In a dream like haze, the moment you left still spins on repeat like a broken record.

You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.

My mum and I have an incredible friendship now after a mixture of pain, honesty, unconditional love and a long break from each other

Tragic breaks my heart but its when I feel most alive.