People are like gifts, some are beautifully gift wrapped, but it's always on the inside that matters.
I long for you in all those stranger's faces.
You're but a memory now, a bittersweet one.
If you have to pretend to be someone else to be with someone, then they probably aren't meant for you.
What you say to others is what defines you. What you do to others is what defines you. Others don't define you.
They asked me about love, I told them about you.