sorry.... i lost it all..... where am i???

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death....




And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.”
Love’s Labour’s Lost.

Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.”
Hamlet.

Feeling lost, crazy and desperate belongs to a good life as much as optimism, certainty and reason.

The pleasure we derive from journeys is perhaps dependent more on the mindset with which we travel than on the destination we travel to.?

We are all more intelligent than we are capable, and awareness of the insanity of love has never saved anyone from the disease.


The moment we cry in a film is not when things are sad but when they turn out to be more beautiful than we expected them to be.

gone nuts... yes
gone bonkers ... yez
gone berserk... yes
gone bananas... yes

freaked out....


I am so very lucky to have, in the beginning, crossed paths with you. It took us to this lovely stage in our lives. A point where I feel that with you I can’t wait to create, evolve with you, and face the future with you. In a boy friend..... you are everything I ever will desire. I’m never going to like anything or anyone else. I can guarantee that.



Words may not articulate how much I love you, but my acts will never fail to reflect my love for you. Yesterday, I loved you, love you today, and I will love you until tomorrow is gone!

you

lit a fire inside me. With each passing day, it is a passion that grows. Just when I think that I’m getting used to my love for you, you’re going to do something small and wonderful. Maybe you’re going to make me laugh, or say something so clever it’s going to make me see the world in a different light, and instantly there it’s again, the surge of feeling, of passion, it’s like a wildfire in my soul that comes over me
so easily..

What is Love? Love is a set of emotions, behaviors, and beliefs with strong feelings of affection. So, for example, a person might say he or she loves his or her dog, loves freedom, or loves God. The concept of love may become an unimaginable thing and also it may happen to each person in a particular way..

in a simple word...
it is..... just.. Mesmerising


i dont mind be born again
and again... just for this
feelings.


You are my heart, my life, my entire existence.

Must being in love always mean being in pain?

what a pleasureable pain
it is...