Its not important how many people you love, its how much - & that can not be measured or counted. |
"Love is the reflection of the light of the human spirit." |
'why does the truth hurt so much?....it continues to kill my hope. tell me please - is love worth all this re-occuring hurt?' |
My heart has been going out to you since our eyes connected. |
You may make me take the bus |
Bing human means being imperfect |
It’s easier to be alone and isolate yourself |