Through my eyes I met her...With my hands I touched her...From my lips I kissed her...In my heart I loved her...My living soul I gave to her...

When you love unconditionally, you can never take it back, but when your love is vanquished by another’s dismay, it is hard for that love not to stray

Love is compassionate, Love is kind, but most of all Love hurts the compassionate and the kind.

What pushes harder, the power of love in our hearts or the power of doubt in our minds