“And yes, It’s true, When I miss you too much, I ask the stars about you.”

Because, in the end, it was just promises.

And how can you be so bad for me when I feel like I’m flying?

Because I always ruin everything. Maybe it’s better if I let you go.

If you try every day, then, you’re much stronger than you think.

And she started flying, just like the beautiful butterfly she is.

And I don’t know if it’s his lips or his fingers that make thousands of roses bloom on my skin.

Maybe one day you’ll see, you’ll see what I saw.

She is like a beautiful night. Full of stars and darkness.

I could have given your heart a thousand roses. But you didn’t want one.

She believes in a wonderful world where unicorns exist. That’s why she believed in you.

We love each other because we can’t do otherwise.

And in my stories, the ones I tell myself at night before I sleep. You are there, again and forever.

And I realized It was when you loved me that my heart broke the most.

And you were probably just one of my stories, still made up in my mind. Again.

It’s a beautiful night in Paris. It’s raining and I’d like us to love each other tonight.

If loneliness exists, it’s because we all need a little pink in the gray of the sky.

I keep telling myself that I don’t miss you and that I don’t love you hoping that someday I will believe it.

Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.

It’s true we don’t know what we’ve got until its gone, but we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives. Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.

Time goes by living without you. Hope you know, I’ve been thinking about you.

Half of me is missing and what’s left is missing you.

I never knew the aftermath would be this painful. I never knew that you miss someone with the same fervour with which you loved them.

It’s darkness without you, or didn’t you know? That the sunshine goes with you, wherever you go.

I can live neither with you, nor without you.