When she told me about "another man", my obsession with her died.

Mariam inspired me to be a good footballer.

Kissing her is my Favourite Hobby.

I love her more than other women even if the food she is cooking burns.

Love is sweet at the beginning, then becomes bittersweet, then sour and finally tasty like wine.

When she smiles or giggles at my jokes, I feel happy.

Why should I kill myself because some girl rejected me? There are many girls on the Planet.

She told me she likes me because I treat her better than other people, so I kissed her twice and she smiled.

Love those who love you, kiss those who kiss you, cherish those who cherish you, amuse those who amuse you, please those who please you!

Rejection is permission to find another lover.