Generosity is not giving me that which I need more than you do but it is giving me that which you need more than I do..

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle..

It is better to suffer wrong than to do it and happier to be sometimes cheated than not to trust..

All our young lives we search for someone to love someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope all the while wondering if somewhere and somehow there is someone searching for us..

For one human being to love another that is perhaps the most difficult of our tasks the ultimate the last test and proof the work for which all other work is but preparation..

Alls fair in love and war..

You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams..

Love is nothing but misunderstanding between two idiots..

Next time cupid comes, let me know I’ll set a trap, no more bad relationships, I’ve done been through hell and back..

It is said that once you are in real love you forget everything whether its right or wrong..

Don’t ever think what others think about you, Enjoy your life in your own way..

You have no idea how good it feels to wake up every morning knowing you are mine and I am yours..

A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge..

Love is when he kisses your lips in the morning when you wake up, saying your beautiful even without make-up, who holds your hands when you walk, is when he hugs and kisses you even in the crowd, is when he proudly says to his friends, “hey this is my girl”, is when he still smiles, hugs and kisses you even if you’re mad at him..

The weirdest thing happened the other morning…I woke up with my tears in my eyes…And one rolling down on my cheek…And I knew I must have been dreaming of you again..

Love isn’t something you can see, but its something you can feel..

Love doesn’t hurt, it’s helps to kill sorrowful minds..

Love is the true beauty of the body…

She smiled I laughed, she cried I left for our love is dust in the wind.
She swore to not leave and now our dust is flying desperately.

She forgot her bag on my chair inside were pictures of another guy .

Our love is dust and it travels around picking up sorrow from town to town.

Her heart is a hole that is capturing tons of souls the wind it shrieks for the air is getting to deep.

Our love is dust in the wind going in eyes and making them cry.

My heart is dust in the wind as silent as nothing but as hurt as dead.

Why oh why she has to lie for it ate my up inside .

My remans left here from day to day the crow sits on the sun making it dark all day..

You can paint a flower but you can’t paint its scent..