Love and loneliness, they are both coincidences.

I do not worry about the beauty of the world, neither do I care, but it is all dark and dirty when you are not around.

If you try you would never be alone; because the whole world is tired of loneliness.

Hold me like you hold the hand of a little kid who needs you in loneliness, bite my fingers like you bite a giggling kid in front of her friends, and play with me like you play with a kid who only has a few days to live.

I love the words, because they love me too.

When you come to love; all calculations seem to be wrong.