Greta,19 Angel Anima Th Music Guitar Photos Read Poems Rain Dark Pc Germany America. ___________________________ He thinks: "I love you because I need You". She thinks: " I need You because I love You". And they both think they're right,bacause their thoughts are of love. But,as usual,her are better. Thinking love,loving love,is never enough. Love is flight. You don't love flight,you picture it. So,if you're in love,turn the page. Don't love love,love life. Love is the core of life,as hard as a peach's stone,as fragile as a rasberry between your fingers. Love life just as it is,because in order to change it you need to love it. A lot. Someone had this inscription on their tombstone: " Life,love you. Death,I hate you". And someone else sang,before dying: " Love your sin,and you'll be innocent." "I'd give my life not to die" he wrote. Then he was gone. Saying nothing. In silence. This is a black lyric. A winter whit no spring. Or maybe it's just a decedent, indecent hymn. It's everything,and its opposite. Nothing,and its opposite. A mortal leap between a kiss and a belch. A venial sin between hate and love. Suspended between night and day. A journey whit no return. Did anybody see Him? ("I love you because I need you".) Did anybody see Her? ("I need you because I love You"). Love is a flight. On a plane. Or perhaps on a seagull's wings.