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.
"To be in love is merely to be In a state of perpetual anesthesia: To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god Or an ordinary young woman for a goddess."
Can I Say '''' I Love You '''' Today. . . ?
If Not, Can I Ask You Again Tomorrow. . . ?
And
The Day After Tomorrow. . .?
And
The Day After That. . . ?
Coz I''ll Be Loving You Every Single Day Of My Life.
“I Love Walking in Rain
So That No One Can See My Tears”,
.
It’s a Bit Old One
.
. Do You Know The Latest One??
.
“I Love Walking in Any Season,
Because
Petrol is Now "78 INR" Per Litre”.
