Falling in love is
awfully simple
but falling out of love is simply awful......
Friendship is...the sort of love one can imagine between
angels.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart
The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart
I love you, not only for what you are, But for what I am
when I am with you...................
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