First love is a symphony of emotions, each note more melodious than the last.
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
i love you, but i hate the way you act sometimes.
love me less but love me long...
“In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.”
The tighter the hug the better it feels.
First love is a symphony of emotions, each note more melodious than the last.
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
i love you, but i hate the way you act sometimes.
love me less but love me long...
“In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.”
The tighter the hug the better it feels.