Sometimes you miss the memories, not the person.

I remember when we used to talk everyday, I miss that.

True love doesn't have a happy ending: True love doesn't have an ending.

I still find love mystifying, whenever I thought I had it all figured out I find out that I never even got close to it.

I don't ask for favour from those i just met and those â„“ÌŠ have met for a long time..

Take these broken wings, i need your hands to come and heal me once again,, Until the end of Time...