Love is only love when it is given the ability to grow, if it is not to grow than it is pure lust nothing more.

Love is the lack of controlling your emotions, its no longer you who chooses when you laugh, cry, or blush its your loves amazing touch.

True pain lies in the realization of hurting the one whom you cared about more than life itself.

I am so conflicted, my heart can bare the truth no longer.