“Like sunshine at midnight, you were there for me at my darkest hour when you had absolutely no reason to.”

If I got a star for every time you made me smile I’d have enough to fill my own universe and I’d take you there with me.

As the last cold drops of rain splattered across my face; I watched the dark, ominous clouds fade away; undressing an amalgam of exquisite colors. My soul blushed. The rainbow was warm, beautiful, and poetic. Like a love letter from god.

Love comes in different shapes and sizes. But most importantly it comes in different colors.

She was a walking plague. No. A living epidemic. Everyone who got close to her showed severe symptoms of being helplessly in love.

I dipped my heart into the river Styx, holding on to nothing but my memories of you. You’ll always be the Achilles heel to my invulnerable heart.

“May I have this dance”, my tongue asked hers.

Her smile was the only tune that my happiness danced to.

My pent-up passion seeped out like gas from a leaky stove, your touch was the spark I needed to set my body on fire.

I held a funeral for my past. But on occasion, I find myself dropping by its grave with pink roses to thank it for all lessons it taught me.

You reminded me of my first time in Paris; I was fascinated, lost, and I immediately loved everything about it.

We just sat there, staring into each other’s eyes. In the silence, I swear I could hear the beating wings of an angel.

Permanence is a wonderful magician. Now you see him, next he goes on to perform the greatest disappearing act of all time.

I let my mind wander and it always finds its way back to you. like a sweet-toothed child in search of a cookie jar.

Gone, but never forgotten. Like the catchy tune to an old song that I used to love.

Get off your high horse, The entire world doesn’t revolve around you, only mine does.

The stars shone brightly that night. But the brightest ones seemed to have found their way into your eyes.

The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again.

What other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!

The great empire will be torn from limb, the all-powerful one for more than four-hundred years: Great power given to the dark one from slaves come.

God made night, But man made darkness.

It’s her black wings that make her beautiful.

You’d be a fool to think that you leaving me in darkness meant I’d stay there forever.

There were hints of sunrise on the rim of the sky, yet it was still dark, and the traces of morning color were like goldfish swimming in ink.

When there’s doom and gloom, don’t forget there’s darkness before dawn.