Friday, July 16, 2010

Because being able to love someone and let that person love us back is hard. It means you give something very special to the other person: you give yourself, not by loosing who you are or what you want, but by sharing all of that with the other person. That's love. Love doesn't throw that out, like garbage. Love treats you right and makes you feel good. It should not hurt more than good things hurt sometimes. It should not make you cry more than normal things sometimes makes us cry. It should not raise doubts or a sense of insecurity. It should be strong enough to overcome the hardest situations. We are to young not to want, wish and search for that kind of love, the only one that matters, the true and real love that will make us happy, just like fairy tales. We should want that, nothing less. We deserve it.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

um beijo grande a ti amiga