Love!

Love - is a habit. The habit of allowing to feel the winged. Feeling physically attractive to each other. When the flesh is good to feel loved (oh). Such feelings are overwhelming your soul when you visualize a passionate kiss with a lover. I understand such feelings. It was. ... And on the idea that this will never happen, biting his lips and say to yourself: "Stop dreaming. This is not a fairy tale but a reality. "
Love may be eternal, and perhaps impossible to fast.
Attraction. Gravity. Affection. Habit. Touching. Passion. Happiness. All this - love.
When a man really loves him, there are two ways. Break into smithereens or survive and love. Unrequited love can shatter into thousands of particles. My heart crumbles and can not live without the object of love. This love hurts, does suffer and quiet far behind ...
Love is reciprocal - people flying in hundreds of wings. He was no longer an ordinary mortal. Lovers enjoy each other's presence. This kind of love - true happiness! A truly loving, can not every man. I'm sure of it. Since the blacklist of love is my name. To right up to the loss of pulse and consciousness. True love - the most real happiness.
And you know, even if it is unrequited. If people really, really loves someone, he is so happy. Somehow told our teacher of literature ...
Soul love is very fragile and sensitive. Think only about the one you love. Love does not notice the harm and misery. The whole world becomes brighter. Pink.
One could see the status: "A man who loves, comes to the page Vkontakte lover more than her.