Loving, knowing that you are going to get hurt is like living knowing that you are going to die. But not loving so you don’t get hurt is like killing yourself before you die.
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.
Hold me in your arms and never let me go. Kiss me on my lips but, so sweet and slow. Tell me that you love me, but only if it is true. Now, let me tell you something. I’m so in love with you!
