Love is like a bird:
When we cage it, it stops singing, shines and loses the fun.
Life of love is presence and absence. In the right measure.
Love is feeling longing, because it is in longing that we can measure the importance of people in our lives.
We keep blaming ourselves for being so different from others, don't we? But the truth is that it doesn't get us anywhere. Just as we accept others as they are, we also need to accept ourselves as we are. We need to accept our differences, accept that life is much more than we imagine it to be.
Without you, my dear, I'm not myself
You're my magic, you're an anomaly
With you I want to fly up to the heavens
I'll build everything myself under a white sail