Take my eyes but let me see you Take my mind butb let me think about you take my hand but let me touch you But dont try to take my heart as it is already with you
Luv is born with the pleasure of luking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
My love for you is like water, falling countless… the beating of my heart, for you is so heavy and soundless, the feeling of being in your arm is so precious and endless.
