“Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.”

Summer was soaked with you.

I fell in love with the way you wanted more.

Give me love like summer rain.

This wild heart beats restlessness.

I search for summer in every corner of september.

A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.

I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.

We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.

I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.

Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.

All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.

Open your heart to life before summer is over.

We all need more solitude sundays.

She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.

The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.

My only home are the daydreams I dream.

It is always important to know when something has reached its end.

Deleted the old messages, now she is no more special.

Ignorance never yet helped anybody.

These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.

Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don’t.

An irresponsible person is a person who makes vague promises, then breaks his word, blames it on circumstances and expects other people to forgive it.

You have to break in half to love somebody.

The more you love, the more you suffer.