Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
TRUE LOVE means:
To FEEL someone in ever HEARTBEAT,
to FIND someone in every THOUGHT,
to SEE someone with CLOSED EYES,
and to MISS someone without reason:)
Anyone can give up.
It’s the easiest thing in the world to do.
But to hold it together,
When everything seems like falling apart;
That’s true strength.
Sometimes we put walls around our heart....
Not just to be safe from getting hurt....
But to find out who cares enough to break the walls n get closer . . . <-:
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
