"Love is nothing save an insatiate thirst to enjoy a greedily desired object"
- Montaigne.
In the love of someone I came to such an extent that i nearly lost someone.
I loved her eyes, her face glared the shadow off me. The shadow of pain and the greed of something that I didnt knew, but I intended to possess.
What I liked in her I never knew but I still knew one thing that I had someone more to take care of and to whome I can say that "I love her". But the fear of loosing her kept me from expressing myself.
But she was her I knew,and still I couldnt cross a narrow lane between us two.
Love to me is a feeling that blossom's in our hearts when we see in ones eyes and feel the wormth of it going around us and making us feel for it when its not there.
Oh, when I was in love with you,then I was clean and brave
And miles around the wonder grew, How well did I behave.
And now the fancy passes by,and nothing will remain.
And miles around they'll say that I am quite myself again.
- A.E.Houseman(A Shropshire Lad)
Sweetness of love is there for ever.
Search for it remains for ever.
No one ever remains without it for ever
But they are there with someone for ever.
