Logic of love ...

The year just started fresh again, and thinking about love, means thinking about her. Writing in a form of poetry, how much he loves her. Living in a world of candy as sweet as sugar. Flying in the clouds, as a bird it does. Ask his friends, where all the stars are. Looking at the sky, after the gentle sunshine. Means looking into her eyes, bright glimmering luster. At the sound of her voice, his heart brings back into balance. At the end of the path, all of the choices made. There is no risk, and hope that the fate, guarded our love life.

A feeling of love or in love is great, even if it is on the wrong person, and you know it shouldn't. But you're totally captivated by her. Why now this way, why does it have to be so. Are there no women no more like her, Who standing behind luck. One blames the other, and both do they cool. It's been years waiting for a love, more than just feeling, definitely more. She knows deep down, it's said quit but nothing happens, no single side.

Then someone lives a life like nobody else wants because others may know absolutely nothing, that there's another in their lives, because their love and feelings are not forgotten. feelings and love, no longer ignore, suppress pointless. it happens to so many people that there is another who love her. Whoever it is free, is seen as the evil genius. She bound and love still wait years merely and free. no one sees the logic of love, An always get hurt. but it will occur through the other. A married someone sees sometimes, after years later bright, because the other half is another, who makes you feel and change a logica,

My Waussie, Of love..