A holiday I don't even believe in, yet it seems as though you're my valentine. And I'm ok with that. You make me feel these things, it's crazy to me. You've changed me.

These words are ok to say, right? If "I love you" isn't good enough or isn't ok, just let me know. But love is all I have to offer.

I love you so much I feel as though our hearts beat as one. I feel as though we are but two people mended by just one soul.

I don't know how my love for you grew, but somehow it did. It makes me wonder if I can love you more than this.

Just when you think she can't make you any happier, she makes your smile even bigger, your heart pound even harder, and your love grow even more.

I may not have much, but love is the most powerful thing in the world, and that's what I'm offering. So it should mean the world to you.

If it is possible to break someone's heart and piece it back together at the same time, then that's what you did. If you can't I don't know what it is that you did.

Have you ever expected something, but figured it wouldn't go as planned, but when it didn't go as planned, you got crushed? That's how I feel knowing you'll never pick me.

We went so far, only for me to realize you don't even want me, now we are all arguing. I said I never wanted it to be this way again, yet here we are.

My whole world was prefect 24 hours ago. But it all came crashing down. The only one that made me happy, makes me sick to my stomach.