Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart or its flame burns low.
They say it's better to bury your sadness in a graveyard or garden that waits for the spring to wake from its sleep and burst into green.
I've cried and you'd think I'd be better for it but the sadness just sleeps...
Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and laid entwined...
If the world could remain within a frame like a painting on the wall I think...
It would be a sad day if we British stopped being cynical, but you...
I have this absurd syndrome where I get these out-of-the-blue, pathetic...
It’s just rubbish.
