In fairy tales the evil characters disappear or die, in reality, evil spreads while you wait for your hero on a horse, only to realise the sword to save yourself was always in your hand...
For years I’ve been searching for a homeland, finally I found it in you...
I thought I would die without you, in reality I was reborn...
Live for what you love, and die for what you’re unwilling to live without...
Even the Sun gets tired of rising, but he does it out of love for the Earth...
We search for happiness across every landscape, if only we knew that the seed in which it first grows, is planted within ourselves...
I fell in love with you like the stars fell in love with the sky, without you I am empty and bare.
Some people are lucky to find love, others must settle with being liked...
We are all meant to be a little broken, it’s just about finding someone who will take the time to mend you. Someone who loves you enough to want to find the pieces that may have fallen from you and glue you back together. This is what love is, to restore someone when they have been broken and chipped, and all the while, feeling content whilst mending them...