Love
It’s the emotion you feel towards another person.
In your eyes she is perfect; nothing she does can change how you feel about her
No one and nothing; Absolute Perfection
Before you met her you thought that love was impossible to find.
Impossible, not real; love, it doesn’t exist.
When the both of you met you became inseparable, endless conversations that went on about nothing, argued over who had to say goodbye last, but never hesitated to say hello. Living in what seemed to be a beautiful dream.
You became one person; sharing one heart, the same feeling
You see in her what others can’t. The pain behind the scars, the fake smiles around others, the real her, exposed; dug deep enough and discovered
A gorgeous soul held behind gorgeous eyes
If you find her don’t let her go; don’t end it. What you have is beautiful. She is:
You’re missing piece, your happy ending, your only paradise in this world, Your one true love
