The heart is so delicate its like a lily, so fragile that it can be damaged by a rough thought.

If i could have read the future when you introduced your self and said you name was ****** i would have said F**K YOU!

A flame could die quickly but there is always that one little spark a chance to be ignited

Pain seems to be stimulating.... cuz although it hurts i put myself thought it again.. willingly repeatedly

Im in love and I cant say its true because true love is when you love a person and they love you

Your heart decides who it loves and who it doesnt so u cant blame me for loving you just as much as I cant blame u for not lovin me