Love, love, love, I hear this word millions times a day, someone lost his girlfriend, another failed with his love, and one, only one of these millions who succeeded - until now, who knows?? - in his love. So why do you think we love? To be hurt? What naive those who love! We love, even we see others are being hurt by love, we still love and love. We see two lovely birds singing …showed first 75 words of 350 total…

…showed last 75 words of 350 total…heart? Love is competition where all birds want to complete their successful love journey, and at end only few birds will survive, without any wound or even a scratch in their wings. After all I said and wrote you will see all of us living only for this competition, living with the hope to be one of the birds who survive with his beloved. We all want to be wounded for the sake of love.