“Who you want and who you need and sometimes two different people.”

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.

I told the stars about you.

I loved you even when it hurt.