If you can describe with words how much you love someone, you do not love them enough.

[I believe that this is true. I wrote this. Hope everyone likes it.]

She's been all alone,
All along,
But now she sings,
A soulful song.

Her beauty is amazing,
And with the morning sun,
Her hopes are raising.

The ones we love don't want us,
And the ones that love us we don't want.

I wish I could just hold you for all of time,
But then the rest of the world wouldn't know how much I love you.

Every day that passes by, my love grows stronger for you.
But every time you do this to me,
You break my heart in two.

Why can't I decide whether I love you or hate you?

I'm not crying because I'm sad; I'm crying because I love you so much it hurts.

How's come every time I cry over you I only love you more?

I'm bleeding because my pain comes in only one way.

I'm not sure which I feel more towards you; love or hate?

Why live for tommorow;
When you can die today?