I want to fall in love again. I don’t mind if it’s painful or harsh. I want to have a love so intense that my soul will quiver.
Does love exist in numbers as many as the stars? If it does, then it’s a miracle that I found the brightest star of mine.
I like “time” Because no matter what happens, it keeps ticking calmly. Time is constant, And it will never betray me.
All the little things you do are piling up, and are turning into an emotion I don’t understand.
I’ll take care of you when there is no one. I’ll be with you when there is no one. Don’t worry.
And sometimes, just sometimes, when people say forever… they mean it.
I wanted to talk about it. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream, yell, and shout. But all I could do was whisper, “I’m fine.”
When people ask, “What do you do?” Answer, “Whatever it takes.”