Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

Love means exposing yourself to the pain of being hurt by someone you trust.

I love your smile, your eyes, your laugh, your personality, your humor but the only thing I hate is that " I will never be yours... "

Not even a million fights could make me hate you.

True love is when the only thing that makes you cry is seeing the one you care about unhappy.

First love is a beautiful dream that we never want to wake up from.

Laughing while kissing means I am completely comfortable with you.