i loved not only once...
i cried after doing so...
but the best part is...
i felt happy and joy in between...

it's not just the smile but the tears...
it's not just the fever but the cold...
it's not love if not felt together...
for love is something that makes us wonder why...

love is a puzzle that makes us think...
it is a feeling that is not easy to comprehend...
for if you and i can say what really love is...
then the thrill and the reason will vanish...

hold on not too tight...
for love is selfish and possessive twice...
though sometimes we deny...
love is always in disguise...

i regret never in my life that i loved so many times...
though tears fall more than once...
its the price i have to pay for being loved...
and being loved is such a great feeling never can i describe...