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Date ; Sunday Time ; Sunday, August 23, 2009 Title ; Love to me is like water. althought water is essential for life. is something that we cant lose in life. but water can be harmful too. Water if taken in excess it can cause water swollen which is hurtful and harmful too. If you took in sufficiently it will smooth your skin and prevent illness. So love is something we cant lose but cant take it too much. On the path of life, we will encounter many things and peoples. Some will walk pass you. Some will stop to say hi and some will stick with you thoughtout your life. On the pathway, you will encounter love, friendship, trauma, sadness, happiness, kinship and so on... There will always be ups & downs.. There will always be sadness and happiness.. There will always be break and patch up... There will always be the time you wish to end your life. BUT.... life is precious.. Something that you yourself won't have second time to hold on no matter what. Love come in bitter, sour, sweet and spicy. Love come in many flavours, some experience sweet first then bitter, some sour then sweet. It all depend on how you look on to it. It is the feeling that hold them tgt and walk down the journey of life. When love comes to the end, it become hate afterthat they will be no feeling at all. When we walk down to the junction what is left is you leave me alone standing, when i turn my head i only can see your backview... which become smaller and smaller. My tears drops and i know it is over. That when you know love had ended. with no traces marks and foot print left. all that is left is memory, those memory that you wish to remember. |