Mark Dalton And Zeb Atlas

"The first time you said" I love you, I knew that sooner or later IT'S OVER "

and every wave that seek
leaning forward in every step
around the world in the wires that move air to make our way ....
and tears we shed in the flavor of their joy and sorrow that we glide on the cheeks ...
in research ... waiting .... hoping .... the desire, illusion and disillusionment ..
in the beating heart ....

Love is only a mirror in which we seek a reflection of our image, that part is missing and makes us safer, but what is often a distorted mirror in which we come to identify ourselves ...;
However, it is there that we continue to seek out and find the meaning ...., the way of things .... our choice ... our actions ... and often of our being ....
Love is the discovery of our natural complementarities.

I Had a life to find it, maybe there would be less dissatisfaction, less unhappy, more satisfaction, and perhaps will help create a balance of new, unknown and unexplored ....

because the love that's true, what creates this harmony is a once .... at most two, if you are blessed by fate.

Happy are those who know how to recognize and welcome ...
fooled those who stop and have the illusion ....
Damned, Instead, all those who recognize and love yourself without being paid!


TRUE LOVE IT IS OBVIOUS TO WORDS, NOT WITH ADJECTIVES DESCRIBING OR AND NOT GROW ON PROMISES,
THE ONLY TRUE LOVE "IS "....