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.
I never felt true love until I was with you,
I never felt true sadness until you left me.
When we broke up I think you took half of my heart with you,
You took the half I need the most..,
Because the half you left is the half that only loves you. .
A loving relationship is one in which the loved one is free to be himself - to laugh with me, but never at me; to cry with me, but never because of me; to love life, to love himself, to love being loved. Such a relationship is based upon freedom and can never grow in a jealous heart
We Are All A Little Weird & Life''s A Little Weird
Annd When We Find Someone Whose Weirdness Is Compatible With Ours
We Join Up Them And Fall In Mutual Weirdness And Call It ''''LOVE''''
N That Is What Exactly I Do
I Start Remembering Of Your Caring Hug
Of Your Gentle Kiss
Your Lovely Style Of Talking
Moving On To Every Word
That Reminds Me Of You
The Very You
N Then I Find I Have Moved On To A New Day
I Find Another Chance To Love You,In My Own Way
One day you might see yourself walking alone on a new path ,
no one seems in sight ,no one seems to have walked it earlier ,
dont give up midway , go on , reach ur dreams ,
the only reason you dont see anyone is because the world is following u
