“Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself.”
My love for you is like a circle, it has no end.
We fall in love by chance. We stay in love by choice.
At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.
I only want 3 things: See you. Hug you. Kiss you.
You can’t be just friends with someone you’re madly in love with
“Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself.”
My love for you is like a circle, it has no end.
We fall in love by chance. We stay in love by choice.
At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.
I only want 3 things: See you. Hug you. Kiss you.
You can’t be just friends with someone you’re madly in love with