Dear, great love!
Love that filled my heart and at the same time left it empty and breathless. My dear love that made me smile with a thought, love that made me smile with a back smile, love that made me tremble with just a touch and made me cry at a glance. Dear my great love, how would you name it? To call you exactly love, or more than that? To call you the sublime feeling, bloody blood of crazy heartbeat at every glance? Or better to call you pure love, like that of a child.
How nice things I did for you.
I want to thank you! To thank you for every painful arrow you laid, I waited for him with the shield of love. Thank you for any words of anger, and for any replies that I did not return, I learned to wait for love. Thanks to every rare word of love that you have, I learned that beautiful words are of greater value when spoken in the heart. Thanks for any departure and return, love. I learned that when people do, time and behavior do not matter. Thanks for any laughter you gave me, but you're making me laugh. Then I realized that when I'm with you, with me is the whole world. Thank you great love for every tear that made me shed; I learned to wipe out my tears and show myself in front of others happy.
How weak and how strong is the man at the same time as he loves you. It's as weak as the bed looks like its only rescue, so strong that it smiles in your face every day.
I love you very much, I have said and will go until my heart gets tired and I desperate to forget you. Did you find some names, how can I put this story to you? "The girl who loved a man who did not love him!"
Nice this, fixed for you "great love".
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