love-story

Honor a good woman because she is virtuous and honorable.

A good woman comes in all shapes and colors.When you find her, adore her.

Your love is like star sky showers and magenta unicorns.

I looked at an angel today, but the angel could not see me. The angel was more amazing than beautiful, like the best forgotten dream.

His blue eyes slice through me and make me wish I hadn't come.

The papers say we're married, but it's the heart that writes the love story.

Speak to the breeze cautiously during those lonely summer nights.

The stars, like the hollow eyes of a god forgotten, marry the sadness of the exhausted hour and inspire a little chaos, a little gentleness, to those below. I look up at the sky and see everything I__e ever lost,waiting for me.

When you betray your own heart, you suffer for life. Always be true to your heart!

So many went on a quest to tame her, The only man to win her heart was the one Who was also free.

I'd give you my heart, but you'd just give it back, so I'll give you my words instead.

Last night the nightingale sat by my window and sang her joyous song of love...Though I loved it, my heart silently missed the beautiful song of your heart beat!

I__ mistaken_.for thinking you were someone with a heart worth breaking.

Wow! This woman is doing a lot of strange things to me and I want more. Much more.

Maybe she knew some day it would become my job. My job to complete the melody she had begun.

You're maybe eighteen. Your mother didn't love you enough so you decided to pierce your lip and brand your body to piss her off. You hang around this band because they make you feel like you belong. And most days you wish you were in a band of your own, but you know that probably will never happen." I met his eyes waiting.I'm twenty. my mother has an assload of tattoos herself, she thinks its art. I have a lip ring because it turns girls on when I do this." He licked his lip, lingering on the metal for a couple intense seconds. My eyes fluttered with nervousness.

We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts. I'm standin' there on a balcony in summer air.

Life was not meant to be live alone.