Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
Love is not something that happens on first sight,
It happens when you start knowing each other,
And it turn ending up needing each other,
For every feeling,for every thought and for every moment.....
I''ve Diz Strnge
Feeling Of Missing U
Evry Single Secnd
Of d Day
Having A Picture Of U
In My Mind
&
Longing 4 Ur Presnce
In My Lyf
Hoping Tht
Someday U''ll b Mine
Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves.
i"ve written you on the page of my heart,
reflected your face on the mirrors of my soul,
displayed you in the gallaries of my eyes
,this show how much i care...wow you are loved!
