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.
Luv is born with the pleasure of luking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
Let d world stop turning, Let d sun stop burning, Let dem tell me love"s not worth going through. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart, The only dream dat mattered had come true, In dis life I was loved by U......"
My eyes are hurting becoz I can’t see u, my arms r empty becoz I can’t hold u, my lips are cold becoz I can’t kiss u & my heart is breaking coz I’m not with u.
