How crazy do you get when love happens to you?
Why of all of a sudden you start feeling beautiful and fully appreciate that you are human?
Why is that you will wait a whole never-ending week to see her face for three seconds and those three seconds of her smile occupy your mind for the next upcoming week?
Why is that when you see her you start to smell sweetness and tenderness?
Why is that your thoughts about her in sync with your heartbeat?
Why do you at night sleep sleepless hours and openly declare how lovely she is?
Why is that now you start reading poetry and openly understand the dance of lovers?
Why do you feel happy when you see nature and humanity?
Why do you compare the morning light with her radiant glow?
Why is that sometime do you become delusional about the world and become illusional about her face?
Why do see the evening dew as her bright eyes?
Why sometimes at a drop of a hat do tears form in your eyes like raindrops when you become stunned of her awesome beauty?
Why does she inspire you to be better person in yourself?
Why do you often wait in around her block hours on end hoping to see a glimpse of her?
Why can閳ユ獩 you open any door without first thinking she might be behind it?
Why do you feel cold and hot all over when your mind mentions her to you?
Why is that you think the letters to her name are the only civilized symbols you閳ユ獟l ever need?
Why is that all love songs remind you of her?
Why is that in all girls you see her face?
Why is that all things seem connected to her?
Why is that when her name is mentioned you shiver with a immature hot shyness?
Why is that when you see yourself in the mirror you see her reflection too?
Why do you think that her love will conquer and prevail?
Why do you often spent much time talking to yourself about her?
Why do you think all of a sudden red flowers contain the elixir of happiness?
Why is that you think her nail polish matches the aurora of the red Northern sky?
Why do you feel that her voice contains the music of the spheres?
Why do you juxtapose her smile with the crescent lining of the new moon?
Why do you often look forward to the time when you are alone so you can day-dream about her?
Why do you feel blissful when the downpour comes so you can go ahead and smell the sweet scent of fresh grass?
Why do you feel overwhelmingly in love with her when you take day閳ユ獨 break under the cherry tree?
Why do you think her black wavy hair weaves the net of optimism?
Why do you think that she holds the key to solving the deepest mathematical puzzles?
Why do you think that her hands contain the pearls that defeat the mysteries of the world?
Why of all of a sudden do think that you were made for and she made for you?
Why? Well perhaps you have lost yourself crazy when love happened to you.
Oh Sweet Desdemona?
i really wanted to answer this question but man!! its long
Oh Sweet Desdemona?
wtf is this how can i answer a poem great question
Oh Sweet Desdemona?
u fool
Oh Sweet Desdemona?
awww.. u fell hard honey wow she sounds very special and that poem is beautiful.
Oh Sweet Desdemona?
You should marry her!!!
Oh Sweet Desdemona?
i putted myself all this questions
you're right
why?
maybe because ... that's love
you want to scream "I LOVE ..." and you think all the world will be better if hearing that
LOVE, SWEETY LOVE
you whant these feeling never to end
don't ask why but just LOVE WITH ALL YOUR HART that girl and she will feel the same!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
stop asking, start LOVING!
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