Love is having someone beautiful beside us;
Is being happy every single day;
Is telling everything is beautiful;
Is seeing butterflies instead of spiders;
Is enjoying everyday like is the last day;
Is caring and being cared by him;
Is having the best days of our life;
But love is also worrying everyday about him;
Is crying if he doesn’t come;
Is falling in depression if we break up;
Is being afraid to come to an end;
But who cares? After all… love is beautiful!! And the good things of love, compensate the bad things. =)