I don’t love you because I am lonely. I love you because I would rather spend my time with you.
It is when you turn back and smile at me, I know that you are the only one who can make me happy.
I cannot be you. I cannot stop caring, I cannot stop loving you.
Mine is a stupid heart which failed to accept that he never belonged to me.
She is not that girl on TV you wish you have.
You will change your bedsheets daily because none seems to not have a memory with him.
Love arrives when it must. Love leaves exactly when it should.
My overthinking mind has trust issues beyond limits but at the same time is burdened by the fear of abandonment.
These will have you locking your doors and looking over your shoulder.
They are just like us, just a person in need of love and assurance.