The harder it rains makes it easier for me to scream unnoticed.

You've already {burned} your love into my heart, you can't take it away now.

The only thing worse than making a promise and breaking it is knowing you wouldn't keep your promise in the first place.

Even in capital letters L-O-V-E, it still cannot express how I feel towards you.

Love is a type of slavery where the only thing in shackles is your heart.

To have you is the ultimate prize, treasures and gold can't compare to the love that bounces against my chest.

It's very convenient to see your face both while asleep [in my d*r*e*a*m*s] and right when I wake up [with my e.y.e.s.]

"No I can't handle three nights,
So I shudder to think,
When the nights turn to weeks,
Am I all right?"

*Lonely For Her by Jack's Mannequin*

No don't tell me you love me, the lies are too hard to hear, my ears itch and burn from the words that could possibly, just maybe break my heart.

Tell me then baby, if everything is ok, why are we shouting every day?