Love is so FUCKING complicated!
Bello como una rosa iluminada por el sol.
So strong, yet difficult to understand, to grasp. Sensaciones espirituales.
Swim up from the depths of the ocean towards the sky.
Tan necesario como el aire, que facil los confundes uno por el otro.
Mesmerized by the rich red roses, hands full, numb to the thorns that pierce your flesh.
Intoxicado por la fragrancia.
All your other senses become obsolete.
Solo deseas amar, y ser amado.
You’ve fooled yourself completely into thinking you understand the feeling as if it were anything like breathing.
Petalos de rosas corren por tus venas, y asi de pronto se convierten en espinas.
You’d fight to the death, even if it meant the last drop of blood shed was courtesy of the thorns themselves.
Cantas canciones de amor por la rosa sin espinas.
You'd pay the price even though you know love is priceless. 🌹