I've been spending all the summer watching movies, comedy and drama , and all the movies had a happy ending may be because they are movies , maybe because it's not real life , can hapen , but i do not believe ... not in love but in happy endings ... love is another thing ... love is something that is hard to describe ... not by words, not by actions, not by feelings but for something more stronger than that ... like ... LIKE MAGIC.
We can't describe magic , we can't describe love ... maybe what we feel when we are in love is magic is something powerfull ... something beautifull , something amazing ... we feel butterflys , they are magic they are powerfull , they are amazing and beautifull just like love ... maybe love is a butterfly he flys way and we are never ready to find him ... just like butterflys we are never ready ... and sometimes we can't catch it just like butterflys ... both have something pure, something magic ... something indescribable ... i don't know what love is or ... what it feels like or iven what it looks like ... but i know , when we are in love we have a spirkle , a little spirkle on our eyes , and a smile not a fake not forced not happy but pure ... love is believe and trust ... love is like two little kids in the park holding hands ... or ... not or all what we think love is ... love can also be full of bullshit ... or something that destroys us ... something who can put us in tears ... felling like we are nothing, felling like we are not corresponded ... felling like we are not wanted. i don't know anymore what love is i guess i never knew ... i guess love is something....But the true is ... we don't know if is good or bad, if is painful or not ... if it's a dark and empty room or if is a room with a lot of ligth and with a lot of things inside maybe we just know what love is when we feel it ...
But i promise when you find the rigth person to love trust, believe ... u will feel something and you will figth for it, stay with him, and love him, in health or disease, in poverty or wealth, untill the end ... And this is what i think about love , and when i feel him , when i find him , i would tell you who is he... what smell he has what we feel and all that beautifull things that i hate talking about .
