Love...just another form of suicide...

I wrote your name in the sand but the waves washed it away. I wrote your name on my hand but I washed it the next day. I wrote your name on a paper but I accidentally threw it away. I wrote your name in my heart and forever it will stay.

Just because I am not what you want me to be doesn't mean the way I live my life doesn't satisfy me!

Love can sometimes be magic. However, magic can sometimes...just be an illusion!

It only has power because we think it has power. However, if we don't believe in it's power, does that make it powerless?