As water is to a thirsty soul so is love to a broken heart
Love does not hurt when the heart is not engaged with its affairs
I made promises to you that I’m not sure I can keep.
At one time it really felt like forever might happen for us.
Drinking and eating. The whoring we will keep until we get yougood and drunk.
I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.
Love is the bee that carries the pollen from one heart to another.
It hurts deeper is when somebody you love becomes someone you loved.