“From the minute I saw you with the match in your hand I thought I could tell you anything on my mind.You'd be my model, but for words.”
“...I will exile my thoughts if they think of you again, and I will rip my lips out if they say your name once more. Now if you do exist, I will tell you my final word in life or in death, I tell you goodbye.”
“I found my happy place the minute I saw you”
“She didn't say it, I only thought she said it. So really it was my thought, my words, and not hers. How could I confuse "I love you" with "May I take your order?”
“You searched through all my poets,From Sappho through to Auden,I saw the book fall from your hands,As you slowly died of boredom.”
“...I wish I could tell the tale of your beauty as my rough hands caress your face...”