You are my boyfriend because I don’t have plans of loving anyone else aside from you.

If one day, you’ll forget how much you mean to me, I’ll keep loving you until your heart remember what your mind forgot.

Loving you is not my choice. It is not my decision. It is my need. A prerequisite of living.

Loving me could compare to nothing, loving you could be something, and our love story is our everything.

If you are a prison, then I would never ever want to escape from your loving arms.

Loving me when I least deserve it is when I need you the most.

Sometimes, loving feels so helpless because you cannot do anything about it.

The world does not look so daunting anymore when you began loving me.