I love the fact that we can have complete conversations with simply our eyes.

We'd fallen in love,
That thing that I hate,
But somehow he did it,
He became my soul mate.

from my poem SOUL MATE

It seems now that I've REALLY fallen in love i dont write nearly as good quote or poems...becuase now that I know what it's truly like..i can't put it into words.

I love when I clean my room and I find an old photo strip or picture of us and I smile and think how lucky i am to have you.

I just wanna wrap my arms around him and never ever let go.

It seems he get jealous of every boy that comes my way and he says he trusts me but simply not the boys...I'm beginning to think he doesn't trust me as much as he says he does.

I'm starting to think that he's maybe not such a nice guy.

Have you ever doubted a kiss or two?

Everytime i see her i feel a pain in my chest...becuase i know that for some reason he chose her over me

Saying I love you has nothing to do with meaning it.
-Maroon 5-