how can you tell drops not to fall when rain exists…. how can you tell leaves not to fall when wind exist…. and how can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist…….

The sweet smell of a rose,
The kiss of the snow as it falls to the ground,
The bite of the rain as if falls on me spinning in the street,
The love of my family and friends,
Can never compare to you.

Finding someone who thinks you’re interesting enough to talk to you every day, whether they’re a friend or a lover, is one of the best feelings ever.

I know I am falling in love because I think of you and I turn hollow inside, and the world kind of veers … like it goes a little bit sideways for an instant.

As soon as you cannot keep anything from a woman, you love her.
Paul Geraldy