I feel when I sorrow most;
It is better to have love and lost,
Than never to have loved at all.
But;
Why love is such a sorrowful thing.
This I never could understand;
Pain and Passion are linked together,
Ever I find them hand in hand.
Cause?
Love is not blind- it sees more; not less.
But because it sees more;
It is willing to see less.
Despite of those:
Love is as powerful as death;
Passion is a strong as death itself.
It bursts into flame;
And bursts like a raging fire.
Water can't put it out;
No flood can drown it.
But if anyone tried to buy love with his wealth;
Contempt is all he would get.
Even though,Take precaution as:
Love is not something to play with.
Love is like a river; it goes where it likes;
It bends this way and that way.
Now it is full, now it is empty:
It brings life; it brings death,
And no man can stop it or change its course!
Then remember:
When you love someone/something, set it free.
When it comes your way, it is yours and
When it doesn't, it didn't mean to be yours!
Lastly, keep in Mind:
Marriage is the only; and only war where you sleep with your enemy!