3 June 2012
Love come and goes. It is not always there when you need it. It is not always there when you are looking for it. But it shoot you like a gun when you don't expecting it.
Just like the rain it can fall down and grow up. Like a rainbow it can have beautiful colors, enjoy the beauty of it wail it is there because soon it will disappear.
Love can make you hot as the sun and make you freeze in the cold. Love can make you smile, like never before. Love can make you cry, like it was the end of your life. Love can make you fly, like there was no other heaven in the sky. But even heaven can be hell.
Love can grow strong like rope, but even the strongest rope can break and fall apart...
The Word We Call: Love • Opuss № I