“If your love destroys me, consider my destruction glorious.”

She’s got sunshine in her eyes, and it ain’t even daylight.

She’s battling things her smile will never tell you about.

May your cold nights die a warm death.

Love is wealth in the pockets of the heart.

Don’t bring her dead flowers, take her to where the flowers live.

Her light is true love, her darkness a seductive mistress.

Last night (we exchanged so much DNA) we became each other.

Soak me in your moonshine and fuck me on fire.

My day feels too damn organized, you should come over tonight and make a mess out of me.

Half my mind is sex and songs.

When they question you about my disappearance, Do not tell them I am lost inside you.

What do you do when the passion burns out? Start another fire.

Her kiss is a sun-burn that never heals.

She comes in form of blistering light : her love is a screaming sun.

Caution never wrote a love story.

If it weren’t for misery some people would never be happy.

The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it’s over.

I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.

The sadness will last forever.

Know the rules well, so you can break them effectively.

In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go.

I love the time I spend with you. You make my living worth-while. Why dint I meet you before. I wish I could start my life From the beginning with you because the time I spend with you is never enough. I need you more everyday.

Love isn’t complicated, people are.

I know that somehow, every step I took since the moment I could walk was a step towards finding you.