These are those moments that I spend with myself, talking to myself, sorting things in my life, trying to know myself better and yeah, thereby enjoying my own company...Most of the things here are my relentless expressions... Yes, this is my Digital Diary, that talks about what it's to be a girl in her twenties, having her own set of dreams and rules, and her passion for things that many decide to just ignore...
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
When it's love, it is love
No matter who it is for
No matter how it all started
No matter where it's taking us...
When it's love, it is love
No matter if it's first, second or nth time
No matter if it's fairytale or a practical kind
No matter if it's very normal or one of it's sort...
When it's love, it is love
No matter what age it is
No matter what season it is
No matter what place it is...
When it's love, it is love
No reason makes more sense
Nothing else does matter
And none seems more existing...
When it's love, it is love
Ecstacy overpowers all senses
Tenderness soaks all behaviours
And, silvery droplets soak both eyes, all the time...
Yes, when it's love
It sees nothing but love
It knows nothing but love
And it lives nothing but love...
And, that's why I say
When it's love, it is only love...
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