Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
Let the world stop turning,
Let the sun stop burning,
Let them tell me love''s not worth going through.
If it all falls apart,
I will know deep in my heart,
The only dream that mattered had come true
In this life I was loved by you.
sumtymz itz harder 2 say ''no"
wen i really mean yes
sumtyms itz harder to close eyes
wen i really want to c. ..
but d hardest moment is to let go sumone
wen i really want him to stay.. .. : (
To love means to feel..to desire..to miss..to hope..
to cry and to laugh..to learn how to forgive..
to love means to live and to feel alive.
To love means to give life to all your feelings, to give meaning to all your dreams.
To love means to see yourself from inside... to feel the depth of your existence.
To love means to appreciate the worth of purity and to admire the brilliance of simplicity.
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. :)
