Displaying it on Twitter, validation is the trigger. Eager to please the eyes of few, we'll go a mile or two. Definition of love is only clicks away, in a crowded platform that is the bible of today.
Unexplainable is your presence, making me want to become a poet to highlight your essence.
From the first cup of coffee in the morning to playing in the sheets at night, I choose you to be by my side.
And what we truly need is a lover who can make us fall in love without falling.
Love is a light through which lovers see the world.
Our bodies were printed as blank pages to be filled with the ink of our hearts
But our eyes know to find each other and they do. And it reminds me of the way the ocean breaks: Blue turning blue again. Blue meeting land. Collapsing there, deeply. It reminds me of nothing else. And that means we are safe.
Our love survived love.
Sometimes its necessary to realize the people what actually the word attitude means.
A soul mate is not found. A soul mate is recognized.
Love falls in love with love; comes like an echo sounding back, searches its mirrored shadow within a look.
He was everything your mother warned you about when she told you not to walk alone in the dark.
Better not to invent her in her absence. Better to wait until she's actually here. Then he can make her up as she goes along.
Lovers are not snails; they don't have to protrude from their shells and meet each other halfway. Meet me within your own self.
You can only trust your emotions as you can lie to yourself with your brain but not your heart.
I know you think I'm crazy. Maybe that's because I am. About life, about this moment, about you.
He offered her power, money, status... a giant prison, all in exchange for only...her soul.
When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover.
Jack hadn’t thought of love as a promise before—a promise that, even when the world was falling down around him, would stay kept. But without Sutton saying a word, he knew that there would be comfort when he couldn’t sleep tonight. And tomorrow and the day after, there would be a home to go to, even if it was no more than a pair of arms around him and a head tucked close to his in the darkness.
This is what we do. Not so much argue as joust, in jest. We can't stop pushing and pulling the taffy of words and concepts.