Your lips burning, leaving scorched kisses on my collarbones.

Healing is yours.

Love and obsession are two very different things, though obsession is often called love.

Your stunning blye eyes that hypnotize me are no good for my lack of inpulse control.
Bring me in close and kiss away the pain.
Consequences be damned.

Secrets kill. They kill you from the inside trying to keep them, and they kill the people you're keeping from. Secrets are more deadly than guns in the wrong hands.

What's the point in talking, if nobody ever listens to a word I say?

All I want is my happily ever after but I know now that they do not exist.

Just breathe, my dear. Don't let yesterday's sorrows affect tomorrow's happiness.

I love you more than a broken heart that longs for the fading light of dying stars.