You didn’t whisper into my ear, but into my heart. You didn’t kiss my lips, but my soul. Honey, each day I love and cherish you more and more.

After our breakup, my life only survives on hope – it is the hope that you will come back soon and the hope that you will again whisper in my ears, I love you.

One day, let us sit beneath our tree, and whisper all the great nothings we have for each other.

Whisper in my ear one more time how much you love me, I love the waves emotion it sends through my entire body.

I don’t know how you are so familiar to me or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before in another time, a different place, some other existence.

It is so romantic when you hold my hand, kiss my ear, and whisper the words I love you.