The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves,
and not to twist them to fit our own image.
Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
I hide my tears when I say ur name, But the pain in my heart is still the same, Although I smile & seem carefree, There is no one who misses u more than me..
