One who denies love and finds his self stronger thinking he's weak if in love; is indeed a coward who does not want the emotions and feelings to face the unexpected reality ...The feeling of love.

A true lover is he, who keeps his word and does not change color in his personality.

It was that only moment for when I saw you bloom like a rose, and as your beauty drawn me closer I lost myself, but all I remember is that one moment for once you bloomed like a rose.

To forget you is like replacing the sky with the ground and the ground with the sky.

The path to me awaits your steps follow with your heart for we are to become one.

You know you have fallen in love when in the end you are the one to be crushed within...

You have forced yourself to remain in sense, as for me I'm lawlessly drifting in that magical spell you have casted on me.

Letting go of the one you love, to bear with the pain, to pin it down and go on incognito is unpleasently for only me to know and feel, and someday for you to experience as well.

I can bear you not loving me and I can also bear you hating me, but I can not bear it if you don't feel for me at all...

Why is it that true love is always lost or betrayed?