There is no meaning for love . It has to do with what you feel inside
love has its ups and downs and it's hates and likes
Is it love when you always get hurt?
Is it love when you always cry yourself to sleep ?
Is it love when you're always the one giving and ain't receiving a thing ?
Sometimes you can love a person to the point were you no longer care bout yourself but him
To a point were you always put him in your prayers
Love makes us to make stupid decisions
Like an illiterate doctor's prescriptions
I will always love you
Simple words but they can change the way you see things
Calm words but yet deceiving
