Love is a bloody battle, and life—a ruthless war.

If it stays, then it is love. If it ends, it's a love story.

I was drunk in love, but you were already sober.

I will always remember the way you spill your smile all over me like the rain.

I want to come home laughing, chasing fireflies, and drunk in love with you.

I needed you like rain but you were afraid to fall.

Find that kind of love that drowns you but still keeps you breathing.

I am made of kindness, madness, and a little bit of reckless.

It's ironic but you saved me by your leaving.