The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
Something in your smiles something in your smiles speaks to me, something in your voice sings to me, something in your eyes says to me, that you are dearest to me.
y hide ur feelings 2 d 1 u love? y lav d 1 hu lavs anader? y give evrything if only pain comes in return? y wait if ders nothing 2 wait 4? i guess d anser is... LOVE