give me your answers .............

*There is love of course. And then there's life,
 its enemy.

*Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss,
 and ends with a teardrop.

*Better never to have met you in my dream than,
to wake and reach for hands that are not there.
*Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will
flow back and soften and purify the heart.
*I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments
 and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended
 whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken --
 and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend
 it and see the broken places as long as I lived. 
*Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will
flow back and soften and purify the heart.
*You wondered how you’d make it through. I wondered what was wrong with you. Because how could you give your love to someone else, yet share your dreams with me? Sometimes the only thing you’re looking for, is the one thing you can’t see.

*Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

*Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.