“We were almost fine, almost together.”

But I fell in love with an impossibility.

Two soulmates who didn’t find each other.

Was I too soft, or was the world too hard?

A story of modern love- two people neither wanting to text first.

Deep down you always knew.

Despite everything I’m glad we met.

You were my dream and the problem with dreams is that you always wake up.

I looked at you and felt the stars go out in my heart.

Find the one you can talk to, when you can’t talk to anybody else.

Your eyes stole all my words away.

Half the world is carrying a broken heart, half the world is dreaming of being put together again.

Maybe one day we will travel the world together.

The memories won’t die but I will.

I exist too much, I feel too much, think too much. Reality is crushing the life out of me.

I pretend it doesn’t bother me but it’s tearing me apart.

And I’ll miss you, without saying a word.

He is the love of my life, but not in this life.

She left the room. I am still talking to her fragrance.

I suffer in the “almost” of things. Almost there, almost right, almost yours.

Sometimes you need to take a small break from the world to realise its beauty.

I knew it would end in tears but hell, I did it anyway.

Learning and adapting things again isn’t that easy for ones who loved someone unconditionally.

To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.

It hurt the most when you are trying to fit in the place who are not meant to.