Love is an award obtained without merits... To love  means seeing a miracle, invisible to others. This is loneliness for two in the vast world. Love is a sun shine after a rain... Love is always fresh as the bright color of sun ... One breath for two. Love is a silence, touch, promise. This is a secret for two. And at the  same time it means no secrets. Love is that one who will take your hand and feel your heart. Love is the art of forgiveness. Love speaks its own language – the language of view, the language of gesture, silent confession. Love manifests itself in all, and in everything. It is born from nothing and die because of everything, not accepting the violence, falsehood and deception. Because Love is Freedom. The freedom to be yourselves next to those who accept you as you are. Love is beginning of all beginnings, it brings everything in the world. The first feeling everybody feels in the life - a love to mother. The last feeling he takes away with him - love to the world he leaves. Love goes through all your life - from the first kiss, from the first parting – till very old. To say "I love you"will take a few seconds, to show it will take all the life. "Cry it – and everyone will hear, whisper it – and only nearest one will hear, and I am the only who will hear what you are silent about” - all this is Love.. If She is the first you think of when wake up, the only one – when you are awaken, and the last one you think of before fall asleep – then it is Love. Love is to find your own happiness in the happiness of another person. So, let us make each other happy!