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?

I didn't want you to be the one to own my heart, but I couldn't prevent you from stealing it; now you have it, and I love you, but I don't want too...