Do you feel that too? This sufferable heartache.. I guess I miss you.

My Sun, I long for you just like you do for rain and even though our chances are nonexistent, I won't give up... your moon.

I've rarely felt as exhausted,.. as love-drained.

I don't become desperate over something not working. I become desperate over it working if I was different.

If love doesn't know obstacles, you never loved.

They say the greater the storm, the better the rainbow afterwards, but what if there is so much destruction that it can't make up for it?

Your words don't hurt as much as your silence.

We argue. I realise it's a dream because you listen, understand and reply properly.

I'm looking for someone, who can pet my head without making me feel weak and who says "I know!" to me without making me feel alone.

And I realised how well you knew me by not leaving while all I supposedly wanted was to be alone.