Love is a beautiful thing. But we can choose it. That makes it beautiful how long and how much I have it now. Shall reap joy. The beauty of it as possible.
Love is not always beautiful. But we can choose to be me that will make it as long as it was beautiful, and much. Those who have it are now fiercely happy harvest. The beauty of it.
Love is not always nice, but we were able to choose what they will do, it's nice how much longer and how much it is now; nobody has a harvest of happiness and beauty of it, and, most