So here's another truth. Yes, Love is blind, doesn't discriminate at all. But how do I know it's there and thriving as always?
I know it and feel it when: things go south, I start to feel that I don't like anything. I realize that I don't like this world if you're not smiling. Not finding you happy makes me feel my dark side and I don't like it either. Its like that princess when she smiles, the weather is beautiful and when she's sad, it turns dark.
In the end, I hope my love always gets through because my life would lose its meaning without your love.

















