# I realized I started loving him when everything that made him happy was making me happier….
# I wish your eyes weren’t that sad when you looked at me….
# “So what was the story with him?, she asked.
“It was too short to have a happy ending!”, I replied wryly.
# His eyes were like summer. Warm and bright.. like summer that makes you feel alive.
# I guess that’s what love is about..feeling happy for silly irrational things knowing that they don’t exist forever..
# You are my beautiful forever microsecond..