The air we breathe keeps us alive. But if one day the air in this world becomes too limited for us, don’t worry because I will hold my breath even for a million years just to see you alive.
I hate you when you smile at me because you make me crazy. I hate you when you talk to me because you make me run out of words. I hate you when I see you because you make me love you more.
How can you tell the rain not to fall when clouds exist? How can you tell the leaves not to fall when the wind exists? How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist?
