I hate roses, Especially red ones. They’re too perfect They mean too much and nothing at all “I love you, but not enough to ask what your...

Do you know what it’s like being with you? That’s a stupid question, obviously you don’t. Well, it’s sort of like being on a lifeboat in...

I used to count down the minutes until I saw you again Pace in front of the door, Butterflies keeping me from being still. You were...