Sometimes the sunset is so beautiful, I think it might be the very last one.

I want you to be holding my hand when I breathe my last breath.

If it didn't last, it wasn't worth it. You were just too quick to label it special.

I want to be the one who thinks every word coming out of your mouth is the ultimate truth and every smile is a blessing. Each time you dress up, you’re killing it and each time you undress, you’re killing it even more. I want all my “firsts” with you and all your “lasts” with me.