True love never has a happy ending: because true love never ends.

I wish I were a shooting star - something so powerful nobody could protest the similarly powerful feelings I have for you. Perhaps then, as you look at the night sky, I could fly into your arms again.

All things come to an end. Love shouldn't be one of those things.

My love for you is but a secret
Whispered softly upon deaf ears.

Love is when you don't want to sleep because reality is so much better than some dream...

I just try to be grateful, not regretful.