True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
V Think abt it.
Sing abt it,
Dream abt it
&
Loose Sleepi Worrying abt It
Whn V dnt knw V hve
it, V search for it .
Whn V discover it, V dnt
knw wh8 to do wis it .
Whn V hve it, V fear
loosing it.
Its d constant source
of pleasure & pain
But
V dnt knw whch it''ll b
from one moment to d
next.
Its a Short Word,
Easy to Spell,
Difficult to Define
&
IMPOSSIBLE to Live
without ... (:
THOUGH I KNOW THE PHONE WONT RING, TO ADD A BEAT TO MY HEART
THE MESSAGES WONT FLASH, TO ADD COLOURS TO MY DAY
THAT VOICE WONT FALL ONTO MY EARS TO ADD RHYTHM TODAY
YET I WAIT.....FOREVER...IS THAT LOVE?
