The measure of love is when you love without measures.
In life there are very rare chances that you''ll meet
the person you love who loves you in return.
So once you have it don''t ever let go --
the chance might never come your way again.
See there''s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest,
your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo.
It''s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me. . .
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
