Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.
today a few drops of blood fell down of my heart and when i asked
why the response was "There was someone very cruel in yours heat
that forced us to come out
It is as presious as dimond It leads to a pleasure way where You cann't measure de time........... Don't get it out of hands if successed to get it..... It's love
