That girl who doesn’t even understand my language properly, understands my heart, but the one who should, doesn’t even try

And then I realized that love is like a helium balloon. You know the one which flies away into the sky if you don’t hold it by its strings? No matter how much I tried to break my string, the balloon always remained there. Know why? Because maybe unknown to yourself, you were holding a couple of strings as well

Lovers are always together in heart, mind and soul.

Love is a disease – ultimately you get sick of each other

She won’t love again in the same unbridled way; she’ll never feel the sharp brightness of her own personality when he gazes upon her, when he draws a spotlight over her and she responds, fully illuminated.

I am consumed by love.