I know that there is a mysterious feeling of love ... No kidding. Really know.
Love came up with us. We've put together tenderness, affection, honesty, respect and trust were mixed and were feeling very special, anything else does not like and called love ...
If you live without love, why? To hate or be indifferent to a log? Love dolgoterpima and merciful. Love does not envy. Love is not puffed up and proud. Love is not robchit, thinks no evil. She is not looking for benefits and not rude. Love leads to light. It always protects and always forgives. Love needs no words.
That feeling - the only holy, then what is left in people. And let the love - the feeling based on his tragic ... but it's the sleepless nights, the sweet torment, tears when have no more tears, painful illusion ...
People, if you want to survive ... love is sincere. And you will find happiness. Stop the engine of life for a moment and look around. This decline may be the last in your life at all fall for it! Otherwise, your life will be empty and meaningless ...
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