Category: Love
I know my heart will never be the sameBut I’m telling myself I’ll be okay
I belong to my beloved, and my beloved is mine.
This I want to believe implicitly: Man was born for love and revolution.
In love, no question is ever preposterous.
I’m oxygen and he’s dying to breathe.
Did you think you could stop me? I’ll burn the world down to save her.
The more one judges, the less one loves.
Yes… it wasn’t over, it still isn’t over.
Its dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.
Hearts are made to be broken.
