You are my reason for being, reason why I still live. I used to have nothing, but you had so much to give.

Such beauty can kill...killing can be such beauty.

If I were a raincloud, I'd follow you wherever you go.

To hold you every day, to hug and kiss you every chance that I get, to wake up next to you, to look at you every second in each minute in every hour of the day...that would be all that is uppermost.

I can't wait until the day I can finally say "You're mine", and call you my own.

I know I should have some respect for your wife, but I don't. I love you too much to think that someone else can actually call you her own...and that pains me.

I may be too young to believe that what I am feeling is LOVE; but whatever this feeling is, I have never felt this way before until I met you.

If you really love her, then why do you do the things you do with me?

Do you love her like you said you love me? Then take off your ring, and break her heart for me.