“You calm my soul and set it on fire at the same time.”

I want to see our demons complement each other for the rest of our lives.

What if last time felt so beautiful simply because it actually was our last time?

I know my worth it shouldn’t have to slap me in the face though.

Hug me from behind so we won’t have to stare the facts in the eye.

You deserve to be chosen undoubtedly over and over again not merely considered.

Your scent is one I want to know for the rest of my life.

Home is where the heart is, but my heart is with you and I’m not with it.

I fall asleep hugging myself tight, as I probably should.

Wake us from this seasonal slumber of sorts, it is time for us to finally bloom.

Falling asleep to them or waking up to them; twittering birds are a treasure either way.

I managed to cut myself loose and while there was pain – there weren’t any blood.

I’ll be a fool anywhere but never in love, I promise me that.

When your soul share the pain of theirs I would call it love.

She is not exactly wonder woman but nevertheless she is a woman full of wonders.

Forget about silly games about even sillier thrones. I know a game of love and I’m in it to win it.

I can’t tell you how much I hope that you are my forever person.

When they don’t know who you are, they don’t know how to love you.

You give me butterflies in a stomach full of moths.

We love like fireflies, how we gravitate to each others glow.

We have the same kind of stardust in our souls.

We don’t settle for a temporary home in anyone.

If he can’t hear you when you’re silent, he won’t hear you when you’re not.

I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.

My fear falls quiet with the way he speaks of me in his sleep.