A Reason Why You Love Her

The way her tears make you want to change the
world so that it doesn't hurt her anymore. Yet
regardless if you love her, hate her, wish she
would die or know that you would die without her,
it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever
she was to the world she becomes everything to
you. When you look into her eyes, traveling to the
depths of her soul and you say a million things
without a trace of a sound, you know that your
own life is inevitably consumed with the rhythmic
beatings of her heart. You love her for a million
reasons. No words would do it justice. It is a thing
not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.

It is by chance you met her, by choice you
became friends, by fate you became soulmates...

-Author Unknown-

"To love is a beautiful, mysterious event; do not miss it.
Be neither too cautious nor too absorbed. Too many of
us reason with our hearts and experience with our heads.
It cannot be so. The heart knows no logic beyond need
and desire; the head has no senses except the common
and the pragmatic. Neither, frankly, is useful in love
anyway. Rely on your sixth sense, that little voice within.
There is no preparation for or protection from the joy and
pain of relationships. They are inseparable twins. One follows
another. And make no mistake, love is not gay abandon;
it is to be courageous, to take risks and be disciplined."

-Author Unknown-