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My
heart my life my soul you have the key to them all you have but to turn the key
and to unlock my warmth and love. When
I saw you it had become more magical than ''you'' or ''I'' when love makes you
happy but sometimes it can hurt only love can be special when you give it to who
its worth. If
you love me you will find away but if you don’t love me you will find an
excuse. That
the man who's heart has not learned while young to hope to love a women and to
put her in his trust of love. We perceive when love begins when it declines by your embarrassment where we are alone because we love each other. Something
in your eyes that captures my soul and every night I see you in my dreams you're
all I know I can’t let you go. To
love is to give in return for that one special feeling is in the center of your
beautiful heart. We
all want to fall in love. Why? Because that experience makes you feel completely
alive. Where every sense is heightened, every motion is magnified, our everyday
reality is shatter and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a
moment, an hour, and an afternoon. But that doesn't diminish its value. Because
we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives. If
I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the entire
evening sky would be in the palm of my hand. You
may not have heard me speak to you that I love you, but the way I look into your
eyes, the way I smile when you pass by, and the way that my heart feels when you
are near... all speaks of what best describes the love that I feel. If
you love someone, let him or her go. If they return to you, it was meant to be.
If they don’t, their love was never yours to begin with. I
love you because you taught me how. I feel because you ignited feeling in my
heart, I never knew were there before. I breathe because you give me the reason
to live. Love
is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual
confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bay times. It
settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. The
smell of a woman should stay with you. The smell of a man should come to you as
you go to him and leave you with only a memory, not a headache. Tonight
I looked up at the stars, and I wondered where you are. Tonight I gazed upon the
moon, in hopes that I would see you soon.
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