The begning of love is to let those wo love be perfectly them selves and not to twist them to fit our own image otherwise we only love the reflections of ourselves we find and them.
B4 i go to sleep, u knw wht i do? i think of u & whn its my lucky nyt, i dream of u. i dnt wana wake up bcoz whn i do, u know what? i just start missing you
Love is 2 souls intertwined in such a way you cant find their meeting place nor can you tear it apart it is one embodiment of pure pleasure & pain , joy & sorrow