My way to love
What about love, sometimes we just get ourselves lost inside something that actually we don't know, we feel pain, we feel butterflies inside our stomach or just miss the words to define what we are really feeling. But love somebody is more than seems to be, is something big, something indescribable but still perfect, instead of feel it we decide to understand it, instead of live it we prefer define it, sometimes is better follow your heart not your reason because someday, somehow, the thing you'll miss the most will be your old decision, your last cuddling night, your last kiss.
I'm a lover, and still in love since I decided live it. I'm a lover, and still seeing blue sky's and green trees, butterflies flying around their selves.
All we need is love as were said by the poet.
Not always rainbows and butterflies but always loving and being loved.
Try it.
