“She smells of thousands of sunsets and wines with a foreseeable goodbye.”

Your smile is an art no one should ever get hold of.

She is the sound of the rain kissing a river with all the colors of the spring.

Your arms are my safe place like a tree for a bird in the rain.

I love you as much as one person can love another, as much as this heart can hold without breaking.

I don’t have much but sunsets and poems to remember you with.

Happiness is to just read some good books and someone to share them with.

Love them while you can with a smile and slurping wine.

It is a lonely thing to do to stare at the stars and see poetry.

Our love like a sunset was short-lived but complete.

Your hair on my skin feels like gentle brushstrokes of a wind.

Love is mostly easy at night, it is morning you got to learn about.

Trees have heard the echoes mountains have cried in despair all alone.

She looks like a summer people spend lives dreaming about.

Your eyes hold stars this world doesn’t know about yet, show them.

A snowy night with fine wine and an old dusty book, a perfect place to be once in a while.

It is insane what one heart can do to another like you have no say at all.

The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.

I did not come into the world to prove anything. I came into the world to love everyone and everything.

Never had much faith in love or miracles, Never wanna put my heart on the line.

If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be.

Love yourself. Forgive yourself. Be true to yourself. How you treat yourself sets the standard for how others will treat you.

It’s okay if you only have space for you right now.

Love doesn’t require us to stay in unhealthy relationships or situations.

There are two classes of human beings in this world: one class seem made to give love, and the other to take it.