Wednesday 24 June 2009 photo 1/1
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Wednesday 24 June 2009 photo 1/1
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What does it mean to fall in love?
I know of no other term so often used and so poorly defined.
Is it the growing fondness as you come to know someone?
The loonging to see their face, if only for a moment?
Or is it the desire to hear their voice, regardless of what is said.
Is it the yearning to be near them,
The basking in their nearness, without touch or sound?
Is it the sight or their face when you close your eyes?
The phantom trace of their smell as you imagine them beside you?
Feeling their touch without them there?
Is it how you say what the other is thinking?
Daily phone calls when you can´t be there?
Perhaps it´s the desire to share your day or hear about theirs.
Is it the way they occupy your thoughts?
Or the flutter you feel at just the mention of their name?
Maybe it´s the way they make you feel better when everything is blue.
If any or all of these are true, then baby, I think i´m falling in love with you...