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    For what you to love, if you do not love me!? What for with you to be, if I know you me you will ruin!!!!!


    ♥ You have stolen my dream... You the lovely thief!!!


    If I will recollect you, I mean have gone mad.... I mean not the strong...


    I smile, and heart cries in lonely evenings. I love you. It means - I wish you good.


    You - my poison, my air. You - my pain, my happiness. I love... Also I hate.


    You will die in me not soon, to be exact - never. You in my soul forever... Means you will always live!


    At times my eyes are jealous you of my heart... Because my eyes can not see you, but you ALWAYS are and will be in my heart...


    Start up a blizzard and a blizzard howl in my covered with wounds soul, I in silence of an eye will close and I will think of you.


    I will not notice, if in the sky there will be no stars if the sea dries up.... But I will notice that have ceased to feel the sun if you is not a number!


    It is necessary to feed love, instead of to eat it


    In truly loving heart the jealousy kills love, or the love kills jealousy.


    My grief is too deep, that you noticed it, and the smile - is too superficial to be the truth.


    Sometimes I wish to be your heart... Always to be near to you. That you could not live without you...


    The most true way to heart of the person is a conversation with it that it appreciates above all.


    To tell "I you I love" will occupy some seconds, to show as - all life.


    Let not the first, but should be unique!


    The favourite person should be such that its absence was imperceptible, and presence necessary...


    The man changes with curiosity to another's wives, and the woman - from absence to it of curiosity of the husband.


    The one who hotly is jealous loves, the one who at a meeting is silent loves, instead of the one who all time kisses and always about love speaks.


    The girl always loves the one who hates it, and hates the one who loves it...