I know when to stop.I know when to let things go.I know when to move on.But “I know”is different from “I can”.

It is only because I love you would I yell at you.

Love is a kind of chance encounter，and one can neither waiting or preparing
for it.

I hate the fact that you say you miss me but you do not do anything about it.

That is the worst part.Liking someone so much and knowing he will never feel the same way.

Sometimes goodbye is the way.

I always have this fear that one day you are going to discover that I am not as great as you once thought I was.

Tell you what，the truth is，sometimes I miss you so much that I can hardly stand it.

I can not wait to spend the rest of my life with you.

I wanted to tell you all my secrets，but you become one of them instead.

If someone really wants to see you，he will try everything possible and go through the world to get you.

No matter the ending is perfect or not，you can not disappear from my world.

I will think of you every step of the way.

Everyday without you is like a book without pages.

Love is hard to get into，but harder to get out of.