When I was young, love was occupying others. Love was talking, love was sharing. Love was happiness, love was sweet. Love was having someone appreciate you, love was having someone to give.

Then I learned, love was concentration, love was magic, love was fire, love was holding hands, love was sharing dreams, love was tears and love was pain.

After that day, I know what love was. Love was completely blind, love was sacrifice, love was unselfishness, love was building your world around her, love was even she became disable, you would spend the life with her.

I know, so I know I would be sitting out side of the portal of Venus, Cupid could not shoot me down.