I said it was the world to me; they told me it was worthless, now I reach for your hand and it's gone... |
The rage you cause me when I see you with him. Is what gives me strength to forget you, and be with her. |
The tears that roll down my cheeks is the love I'm squeezing out of my heart. |
The beauty of love is the strength we find in its sadness when it's all over. |
Look deep in your heart for the answers only the stars can answer. Because our hearts are an endless universe of feelings and memories. |
You will never break me down. Not again. Your hurtful words have given me the strength I needed to hate you. |
What is love? The desire of having someone else feel the same way for us. Or a myth that only exists in books. |
There are two kinds of love. The one that never ends, and the one that never existed. |
Some people can truly transform our lives. How do they do it? We give them the power. But what do we give them? We give them all our love. |
Love is a mutual agreement of two souls to interact together and live in harmony as one. One side not being complete without the other, and fully understanding their minds. |