The way you whisper in my ear in between kisses, the way you hold my hand so tight, the way the air smells sweeter when you're near by, and the way I can't stop thinking about you, make me love you just that much more.

I never want to stop loving you because loving you is what makes me me.

I crack concrete falling for you.

My heart's running on empty.

When we were together I was almost sure you were my other half, you were my better half. Now that we've parted, it's like trying to live off half of a heart.

Right now, I'm just trying to hold on, but I'm not sure if you realize, it's really hard to hold on to nothing.

Buildings burn, cars crash, people die, but their love for someone never does.

I hate how all I can think about is you when I'm holding her hand.

Why drown in the past when you can breathe in the future?

Your name is my favourite noun.