To love is a duty and right. To be loved is a gift and luck. To love someone who loves you is an achievement. To be loved by someone whom you love is LIFE!
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?
Love comes to those who still hope even though they’ve been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they’ve been betrayed, to those who still need love even though they’ve been hurt before.
If I were to describe true love then I would describe it as what a snow man did to a snow woman: He gave her warm hug and they both melted in each other’s arms.
Finding love is like finding shoes. People prefer the party shoes to daily wear, but they always turn out to be happy with the ones they feel comfortable at all times i.e., daily wear.
