Love is when one person knows all of your secrets... your deepest, darkest, most dreadful secrets of which no one else in the world knows... and yet in the end, that one person does not think any less of you; even if the rest of the world does. |
A part of you has grown in me. And so you see, it's you and me together forever and never apart, maybe in distance, but never in heart. |
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you |
A woman who pretends to laugh at love is like a child who sings at night when he is afraid |
Every woman is wrong until she cries, and then she is right, instantly |
He who tries to forget a woman, never loved her. |
Come amo il thee? lascilo contare i sensi... (translates into; how do i love thee? let me count the ways...) |
Baby you are: my best chance, my last dance. My engergizer, my appetizer. My heaven sent, for whom I'm ment. My burning fire, my hearts desire. My soul mate, my sweet fate. My dream lover, my 'before all others'. |
May God returneth you, triumphant. And you'll be brave. Be strong. Be true. All night long, my love. And I'll be waiting for you.... |
How can I go on knowing, that this is the price of war? |