Love is the fuel to live.
At times love misunderstood.
At time love is misused.
At times love is a struggle.
At times it seems as if the pursuit of love is hopeless.
Love is like a kaleidoscope, it shimmers, dances, fades, pounces, burst, shines and darkens.
You define how you love and who you love.
You decide how much and how hard to love.
Love can propel or consume.
Being loved by someone that deserves my love gives me life.
The Adventures of Vick the Communication Diva
No comments:
Post a Comment