my Triumph

Love is pain right from the very beginning… the pain is there, from where it starts, ’till where it ends… pain is another face of being in love, because when you fall in love, it means that you are ready to get hurt in the name of love… and Love is another face of pain, because as you go through your relationships, pain is always there… it does not stop, even the most powerful poems cannot hide the truth ness of being in love… even how much you hide, the pain is still there and it will not stop until you will find another person to Love and starts all over again… the beauty of being in Love is not by the years that both of you are together… it is not by the gifts that you gave… it is not by the kisses that you recieve… it is by the pain that both of you conjure as your relationships starts to decline and still manages to keep in touch with one another… it is by the strength of facing such disastrous situations and still manages to kiss one another… it is by exerting such endeavor when all hopes are lost and when all pains are shimmering… and still manages to say "I LOVE YOU"… when you hold someone’s hand, it is like holding a rose surrounded by thorns, because both of you know that you were not destined… when you hud someone, it is like hugging a poillow because as both of you goes along, some will separate… time, decides, but pain executes…