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.
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