You were like a dream come true for me, that is the truth, so I decided to love you.

The truth is that love stays within you no matter how long it has passed; I still care for you.

You have to find yourself first before ever trying to love someone; that’s about the truth of it.

The truth is that no matter how much I try to love you, your heart will never belong to me.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.

I’m tired of hiding things inside. I’m tired of being overwhelmed with emotions. I’m tired of lying to myself, and now it’s time to reveal the truth. I love you. I know that you don’t feel the same right now, but I still hope that someday you’ll see me as something more than just a friend.

People always think the most painful thing is to lose the one you love. In truth, the most painful thing is to lose YOURSELF, and not even realize it until it’s too late.

The worst part of loving someone is when you are already comforted hearing lies, and you start ignoring the truth.