Men love because they are afraid of themselves, afraid of the loneliness that lives in them, and need someone in whom they can lose themselves as smoke loses itself in the sky.
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
Do you often wonder if sum1 is thinking of u? do u often wonder if sum1 out there misses u? do u often wonder if sum1 loves u? well, stop wondering coz i do!
