I think that i love you and that we should be together. i think that with you i could see myself forever. i also know that i think too much.

Why do we make love this overly complicated thing of flowers and hearts and tears and true feeling? can't i just look at you, tell you i would give myl ife your you and have you believe me?

Love is't when you think about her all of the time or when you kiss her a certain way or when you buy her chocolate on valentine's. love is what makes you sit and want to listen to her same stories for the next 50 years.

I've been in love and i know that some funny things happen to you and that it is a great thing to have in you life. but let me assure you, i never took flight no matter how hard i tried.

I wish that you felt the same for me as i do for you because then i wouldnt have to worry about suicide... you would do it for me

Why is it that we never really realize when love begins but rather we are always very aware when it ends?

At one point I remember wanting to quarentine every man on the face of the Earth, now I would rather that it were just you and me