Bittersweet No just bitter the taste of your tongue.Words you cant have back so they linger.

When we are in love we are convinced nobody else will do. But as time goes others do do and often do do much much better.

He brought out the worst in me and was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Her heart had grown so familiar to the pain of life without him that to respond now seemed too large a pleasure she could not endure. If pain was love then she loved fiercely. Yet knew she could not be near that boy again.

I wore your promise on my finger for one yearIll wear your name on my heart til I dieBecause you were my boy you were my only boy forever.

When you miss someone....its weirdyour body doesnt function normally..as it should. Because I miss you and my heartits not steadymy soul it sings numb. Fingers are coldlike youyour soul.

Sometimes you want to say I love you butYet the but takes away the I love you. In love their are no buts or ifs or when. Its just there and always. No beginning no end. Its the condition-less state of the heart. Not a feeling that comes and goes at the whim of the emotions. It is there in our heart a part of our hearteventually grafting itself into each limb and cell of our bodies. Love changes our brain the way we move and talk. Love lives in our spirit and graces us with its presence each day until death.To say I love you but. is to say I did not love you at all.I say this to you now I love you with no beginning no end. I love you as you have become an extra necessary organ in my body. I love you as only a girl could love a boy. Without fear. Without expectations. Wanting nothing in return except that you allow me to keep you here in my heart that I may always know your strength your eyes and your spirit that gave me freedom and let me fly.