Inthisworld,thereisalwaysafeeling,noreasontoenterlife,thereisnotimereservation,thereisnofixedformat.Whenitcomes,itcomesnaturally,andnothingelsecanstopit.Iknow,it&39;soutofprintlove,that&39;stheendofthesoul.So,Idonotescape,deeplygratefulheart,andcherishthislove.Deepisheart;shallow,lowtodust.Theworldhasmanykinds,havehititoff,slowlylove,methatenightlifetogether,andalwayscannotaffordtheslightestwavesandsoon.Butthereisonlyonefeeling,itisdifferent;thatisthetruefeelings.Evenifthesimilaritiesanddifferencesofordinary,butyoucannotfinditslaws.Forloveitselfiswithoutregularity,soloveiscalledlegend.Onceencountered,lifelongtrapped.Therearetwokindsoflove,oneistoletpeoplebecomenegative,becausethereisnodesiretomeetherlove;thetwoistomakeapersonalsoulextremesublimation,becauseoflove,soloveisallgoodforcutting,seemstoreflectthecomplete.Becausesheneverimaginedwhatprocessandresultitwouldbefromthebeginning.Justwithahearttotreatthesecularvisionofthefeelings.Gently,youcame,noearlier,nolate;justinourtwoheartswhenignorantcollision,Idonotknowthefeeling,originallycalledlove.Whenitappeared,Ididn&39;tgreetit,nordidIprepareitwell.Ireallydidn&39;tknowitwouldcome,sosuddenly,Iwascaughtunprepared.Butthejoyoftheheartcomesfromit......Sometimes,Iwouldthinkofwhatyousaidtome,eventhemostordinarywords,forme,isthemostaffectionate.Becauseit&39;sthesoundthatcomesoutofyourheart,andthat&39;swhyI&39;msorare.Aheadyoursmile,aword,itaffectsmynerves,thesensitivedegreecanonlybefeltintheheart,cannotusewordstodescribe.Nomatterwhereyouareorwhatyouaredoing,youwillalwaysberemindedofyourself.Whenyouhearasong,youwillremember,seeascene,thinkof,imagineallthepicturesaboutyou.Idon&39;tknow.Isn&39;tthatdeeplove,justknowingthatit&39;sallaboutemotion?.Alwaysbelieve,fromnowon,makeyoufeelashappyasthewholeworld.Loveisnothaving,itisgiving.Trueloveistouselifetofeel,tousethesoultostaytogether.Withtheoutsideworldhasnothingtodo,nothingtoage,married,aslongasthetwoheartofIndia,lovenature.Becausethereisnorulesandregulations,soitseemssoprecious.Ifthereisnotouchoftheheart,eveniftheeffortsofalifetime,cannotunderstandwhatistruelove?