• Submitted By: Samiksha16
  • Date Submitted: 07/28/2013 9:10 AM
  • Category: English
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Love is a slow form of suicide. Love is not patient and love is not kind.

It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to tell them how you feel about them.
Maybe god wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, because when we finally find the right one, we would know how to be great full for that gift.
Love is when you take away the feeling and the passion in the relationship but you still care for that person. A sad thing in life is when you meet who means a lot to you only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be, and that you just have to learn to let go.

When the door of happiness closes another opens but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not notice the one that's been opened for us all along.
The best kind of friend is the kind you can just be with never say a word and walk away feeling that it was the best conversation you have ever had. It is true that we do not know what we have until we lose it, but its also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

Giving someone all your love is not always wise, because when somebody builds you up high you always fall and the higher you are, the harder you fall and trust me you always fall.

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