I don’t think people fall out of love; it is just that they felt they were in love when they believe they have found it. They are just coward enough to admit they were wrong.

I don’t exactly know how it happened. I don’t really know how we started to love each other. But all that matters to me is that you are with me and that’s more than enough.

Telling you how much I love you everyday would not be enough. I would spend every single second of my life filling you with my tender and sweet love until my last.

It’s time to finally love myself and know that enough is enough. I need to love myself first so that others would. You don’t even.

Life is certainly unhappy without you, but I will keep trying until I am strong enough to fall in love all over again.

I really can’t get enough of you even we spend every hour of everyday together. I don’t want to miss a second to be with you.

Having all our memories is more than enough. I may not be thinking about you, nor I don’t even miss you, but one thing that I miss is how we were once before.

Whenever you are in my mind, I never feel bored, I never feel lonely, I never feel gloomy. Just having you in my thoughts is enough to keep me satisfied.