Grasp of love

Love you, you often have no choice; your favorites, more often than not you love the most; and the long-term, but not your favorite is not your favorite ... ...

     No one is deliberately to the heart, he loves you when you really love, but he did not love you the time is not really love you, love you when he can not pretend you do not love the same, he Do not love you when there is no way pretend to love you.

     When a person you do not like to leave you, you have to ask ourselves also love him, and if you do not love him, do not for poor self-esteem and refused to leave;

     If you still love him, you should hope that he will live happily ever after, with the hope that he truly loved together, will not stop;

     If you stop him real well-being, you do not already love him, and if you do not love him, what qualifications do you have to accuse him this change of heart?

     Love is not a possession! Do you like the moon, it is impossible to win on the basin, but the moon still shines as you enter the room.

     In other words, do you love a person can have another way to let love into the lives of the eternal memory.

     Diffuse light of the melancholy music swing back and forth, the euphemism sad turn of the text, a reminder that we have to burst into tears. Always go hand in hand with the beautiful sentimental.

     All I know is that this life is common sense, everybody is soberly aware of when they can go all likelihood, and have to come to life to practice the true meaning of Shen Wu.

     I would like to call tongue twister, with the tongue twister other difference is that love is not around in the past, which lie at the intersection of every human life, the youth will be filled with the passion you catch, no one can be falling through, No matter what your position in the face with her.

     The real victory is not you, me, he is the time! It is the main culprit of the murder of love, you love it so crazy at the same time it is visible to destroy your love.

     It never changes for the feelings of your own pace, even if your hard begged that it would not stop, you can not see it or even to ignore all the background, it is always Spring is short, and the pain is long; Parting is always so fast, and the wait is long; so fleeting love, and life is a little.

     We have no way to grasp the love response, we can only love their own messaging; we can not be grasped, we can only take their pay; we have no way to ever guarantee that we can only operate intentions.

     However, if we can with limited time to pay the whole-hearted, true to my feelings of deep thoughts by using the beautiful memories piled up, then how can anyone say no point in our lives? If we have dedicated their lives to put this complicated and confusing love of the game, who can say that we are not really loved?