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.
your name on my hand but I washed it the next day. I wrote your name in the sand but the waves washed it away. I wrote your name in my heart and forever it will stay
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.
