franchement, mon cher

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.

The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.

There is nothing softer than your heart.

Maybe this world is another planet’s hell.

Your heart drips the prettiest colors.

I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.

Sometimes I see me dead in the rain.

I feel my heart ache, but I've forgotten what that feeling means.

I think it’s intoxicating when somebody is so unapologetically who they are.

He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.

Love breaks my bones and I laugh

Your eyes make me shy.

I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes.

I suppose it’s pointless to think of you at all.

I've had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.

Sometimes I don’t even know if I’m extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens a lot when I think of you.

I am intrigued by the smile upon your face and the sadness within your eyes.