i want to watch till my heartaches end... ang ganda kz ng story...
bye plurkers...
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.
You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.