Lying on her cushiony lap, I gaze into the upside down world. I see my dreams in her eyes.

The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did.

Lie beside me, oh my beloved! For thy thorns are more pleasurable than the petals of the world.Hold me in thy arms of hope, for the truth of separation can rest tonight.

Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult.

One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well... just realistic.

The first person you think of in the morning, or last person you think of at night, is either the cause of your happiness or your pain.

What kind of songs do you like? she asked."The ones that remind me of you," I said.

Night is when the whispers of the past become the echoes of the present.

It’s just the love for her in my heart that is morphing into this madness and how can I run away from it? Sometimes I want to when I can’t bear it anymore, but where will I go?