Amore Amore, Love, such a high-flown word, do not make irresponsible statements using this word, honey. Have I ever felt love? Yes, I think so, I've got the right to say it for myself, I'm able to think the way I wish. But I won't say the same aloud because of aforesaid, because I don't know.. I really wonder If I know what is the love.

No doubt that I've fallen in love several times, but it's not the same. What is interesting, every time, over and over again I promised myself to do it silently the next time. And what is in the upshot? Fico :)

I'm sincere, and therefore I suffer. And I don't have even the least desire to explain the reason. But then you meet somebody somethere, and your heart turns over, and you thoughts become confused, or quite the contrary, the mind becomes precise, and everything is clear around except the prior. And when it happens, I don't care about my promises, I want to seize him, to conquer at any cost, and as a result in case of my actions everybody knows.. Everybody knows :)