Love is the biggest challenge of life .It is to discover unknown colour and swing under the rainbow.Love is to swim in the ocean if necassary.When the time come,It is to choke in the river where the aint drink its water.Love is just the organic feelings in the nuclear world.
Love means dancing under the broken glass.It is to suppose that the dreams are real.In the room without mirrors , It means brushing your hair by looking into your sweetheart's eyes.Love is to steal stars from sky and to cure the bleeding wounds.When it is necessary , Love means crying at all.I suppose that Love is such an unknown war between two persons.It means being without sleping all night and challenging the desnity.While burning ships , in fact , you burn yourself.İt is the ceremony of souls and dreams of innocence.Love is to live in different planetes if necessary.Love is the needle and thread.It is like a buttonhole and a button.Love is to build monuments in hearts.It is a book written in deprivitaion, privacy and said words.When the life is not enough for death, It is to be immortal.Love is a generous story in passion and also a sublime feeling.It is to fill bottles of tears.While loving her , It is to separate , to be smoke or to be vanished at all.Love is to listen to songs and writhe in pain if necassary.
Let us think about it for a while . Rather than a love , what do we have got in this disgusting world.Love is not to regret.Unfortunately, if We remember it only a day in year, what is this regret for ?
Love means dancing under the broken glass.It is to suppose that the dreams are real.In the room without mirrors , It means brushing your hair by looking into your sweetheart's eyes.Love is to steal stars from sky and to cure the bleeding wounds.When it is necessary , Love means crying at all.I suppose that Love is such an unknown war between two persons.It means being without sleping all night and challenging the desnity.While burning ships , in fact , you burn yourself.İt is the ceremony of souls and dreams of innocence.Love is to live in different planetes if necessary.Love is the needle and thread.It is like a buttonhole and a button.Love is to build monuments in hearts.It is a book written in deprivitaion, privacy and said words.When the life is not enough for death, It is to be immortal.Love is a generous story in passion and also a sublime feeling.It is to fill bottles of tears.While loving her , It is to separate , to be smoke or to be vanished at all.Love is to listen to songs and writhe in pain if necassary.
Let us think about it for a while . Rather than a love , what do we have got in this disgusting world.Love is not to regret.Unfortunately, if We remember it only a day in year, what is this regret for ?
