If you skip love on your younger years, you'll find an immeasurable hunger for it- too late.

To me, he's a loss, yes. But I'm a greater loss.

We will witness one day, when my sky kisses your sea.

You asked me about love so I sealed your mouth with a kiss.

You know you can be the best choice for him, but then he does not know it.

You told me how bad I am. I looked at you with bona fide eyes, "I am. Always, I am never 'good'... enough."