Love is not like a fairytale, those we read sheltered in the comfort of our bed.
Love overcomes all obstacles, provided that the desire of both are the same, Love is not only orgasms, although I will not lie to you that they are of help, love is not monetary power or a pretty face. To speak of love is to speak of souls, and to satisfy one is not an easy task.
We are not perfect, why do we expect someone to be perfect with us? When you really know what love is, you will realize that although it hurts, it does not kill you. Love makes you grow, is loyal by decision, is not limited and much less disgusting. The love is, that person knows your dark side, and still decides to stay by your side and help you become a better person.
Love is peace, freedom ... That's something you should always remember ...
Sorry for my English, I’m a latingirl practicing this language, hahaha, see you soon. ❤
Xo, Clau.