Love

Love is a feeling that there must be in every human being , like a drop of dew that fell from the sky , pure and holy .
Love is the feet of the step of developing the deep goodness.
Love is the arms that stretch knit tapestry of love .
Love is the heart that is always hope and create a world and a better life .
Love is always growing , like the air that fills every empty space on ourselves .
Love as well as water always flows to the lower place .
Love is not teaching us weak, but of power.
Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves , but breathes bravery .
Love is not discouraging , but uplifting .
All just one. that is love .Love is also what makes us grow , become and remain there .
Love is about the fire , as this dark romance was in the air and the sometimes deadly Baranya , when cool to touch .
Trail yesterday teaches that love should be interpreted with care the clear, pure taste and an unshakeable trust by storm though.
Trail yesterday was taught fragile love when wound by lust . There is a lack of love that dare not stop at one point to chew on intact and mendekapnya tightly.
Trail yesterday also taught real love is simple . When we embrace it and see it with the medium , then the love will be stronger meaning Baranya.
WORLD theater , but fill the grooves of the story be full of LOVE STORY kesuciaan heart and sincerity . Trust me, it will give you the strength to live on.