Love works in all kind of ways.
Love is happiness.
Love is sadness.
And sometimes.
Love is letting go.-
Is it her hair? I don't know.
Is it her eyes? I don't know.
Is it her voice? I don't know.
Is it her, all by herself? Maybe.
But I've realized one thing.
There's a Kryptonite for everyone
And I think I've found mine.-
“Love doesn't make sense! You can't logic your way into or out of it.
Love is totally nonsensical.
But we have to keep doing it or else we're lost and love is dead, and humanity should just pack it in.
Because love is the best thing we do.”-
Whenever i look at her, she drops her head a little bit, and it is right there, right before her eyes disappear, i fall even harder for this unearthly creature.
As soon as she lifts her head once again, I've already proposed a million different times and found another million ways in my head to love her.-
And there's still a place in my heart
which crave for your name in
every breath that I'd take.-
What if when we die the light at the end of the tunnel is the light to another hospital room, there we are born and the only reason you come out crying is because you remember everything from your past life and you're crying at the fact that you died and lost everything, as you grow you start to forget your past life and focus on the life you have now, but patches of memory stay behind and that memory causes deja vu.
Think 'bout that for a second...........-
It doesn't matter
If we are distant from each other.
All I know is that
Our hearts are still next to each other.-