“Have you ever wondered what it feels like to stand with your back against the wall when it comes to love? Loving someone who doesn’t love you back. Wanting to kiss them when they don’t. Be someone else while they make you be who you are without effort? Being so at ease that it seems like you’ve known each other for years, even though you never spoke to them, or didn’t speak to them for years?Love is a rare thing. The other person can’t be forced to love you. Can’t make themselves love you, even though they want to, or not.If you ask me, love is something magical. Something totally unknown to human beings. Tell me, is there anyone out there that completely understands love? No, because human beings can’t fully understand something that can’t be understood. Love is a feeling, it’s not a thing, it’s not something that can be explained. Every soul on this earth experiences love in a million different ways. No love is the same, it never will be. No day loving the same person is the same. No day loving someone else is the same.When you love someone, fight. But make sure you lose the fight when it leads to heartache. Because losing that fight will be more rewarding then to keep on fighting for something that can never win. Never lose a fight before it has even started.”

“Have you ever wondered what it feels like to stand with your back against the wall when it comes to love? Loving someone who doesn’t love you back. Wanting to kiss them when they don’t. Be someone else while they make you be who you are without effort? Being so at ease that it seems like you’ve known each other for years, even though you never spoke to them, or didn’t speak to them for years?Love is a rare thing. The other person can’t be forced to love you. Can’t make themselves love you, even though they want to, or not.If you ask me, love is something magical. Something totally unknown to human beings. Tell me, is there anyone out there that completely understands love? No, because human beings can’t fully understand something that can’t be understood. Love is a feeling, it’s not a thing, it’s not something that can be explained. Every soul on this earth experiences love in a million different ways. No love is the same, it never will be. No day loving the same person is the same. No day loving someone else is the same.When you love someone, fight. But make sure you lose the fight when it leads to heartache. Because losing that fight will be more rewarding then to keep on fighting for something that can never win. Never lose a fight before it has even started.”

“Have you ever wondered what it feels like to stand with your back against the wall when it comes to love? Loving someone who doesn’t love you back. Wanting to kiss them when they don’t. Be someone else while they make you be who you are without effort? Being so at ease that it seems like you’ve known each other for years, even though you never spoke to them, or didn’t speak to them for years?Love is a rare thing. The other person can’t be forced to love you. Can’t make themselves love you, even though they want to, or not.If you ask me, love is something magical. Something totally unknown to human beings. Tell me, is there anyone out there that completely understands love? No, because human beings can’t fully understand something that can’t be understood. Love is a feeling, it’s not a thing, it’s not something that can be explained. Every soul on this earth experiences love in a million different ways. No love is the same, it never will be. No day loving the same person is the same. No day loving someone else is the same.When you love someone, fight. But make sure you lose the fight when it leads to heartache. Because losing that fight will be more rewarding then to keep on fighting for something that can never win. Never lose a fight before it has even started.”

“Writing the next lines and words of your life is something only you can do. We write our own stories.”

“I feel like a stranger in my own world.”

“Only you can make yourself strong. Nobody else can do it for you.”

“The scent of rain on a sultry spring evening is always an indulgence.”