domingo, 23 de agosto de 2009

love

Love the memories that you have of childhood, those thousand and one purple knees and the first steps on skates. Love is when you child and find that your father is the bigger man in this world, but love it when you find it is rather the most important. Love the hug from a true friend and you discovered that together you conquered the world just sitting under a tree. Love when you discover that there is only a friendship like that, and that during life you discover that each person passes you in the right phase, making this unique moment. Love your smile but love one more smile for you. Love the first flower and chocolates that you win, save the box and sigh repeatedly when you look at. Love the embrace of your mother after a long conversation about love and friends. Love the one Sunday in the family. Love all your birthdays. Love the butterflies, but love it when they fly into you and oh yeah, love. Love people who are not always with you, but that make a difference. Love that vacation of a week that you met eternal persons. Love that good old-time friend who says "I always rooting for you" every defeat or your victory. Love children, and dog mess obvious. Love and celebrate the sunset but love more he's being born. Love your luck, your hair and your clothes. Love your designs and your music. Love your fears, loves that which is passed, what happening and what is to come, just love. And after a time that you love, if you love, start all over again but this time, do differently, teach someone to love you.

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