The best thing about love is that it either hits you immediately or slowly crept through you.

I will forever be torn between talking to you or forever hold my piece… unless, of course, you talk to me first.

You are hereby under arrest for stealing my heart.

I fervently wish every night for you and I to end up together…it’s the same as wishing for the moon to shine on a bright and clear morning sky.

My insides still do somersaults whenever he catches my eyes.

Loving you was one of the best decisions I made. I am happy and I fall for you more every single day that pass us by.

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve run through a single-sentenced text message before sending it to you.

Please do not dare ask me who I like or else… I’ll be forced to either tell a lie or confess my feelings to you.