If you can't build a house for her, let her feel at home with you.

He was a boy she met in the rain.a man she kissed at lovers lane.and an old soul her heart never wanted to unchain.

Not everything we steal is a crime.

In the eyes of love we are all sparks waiting for the flame.

She is the closest thing to magic.

Cuddling with you feels like touching stars.

We should only fall in love with those who are worth waiting for.