You tell him your happy, but deep inside your not.
You tell him it's okay, but you still want the best shot.
You tell him you liked it but actually you don't.
You tell him the opposite. Just the opposite of what you really wanted.
Don't you find it funny? Don't say you don't agree with me.
When you give your lover something it's the same kind of thing (*not exactly the same) that you wanted to receive from him.
The way you caress him and care for him, is also the exact way you wanted to be caressed and taken care of.
And the way you love him, is exactly the way you wished to be loved.
Right?
And then you both end up fighting, quarreling due to dissatisfaction.
He likes this, you like that. He loves this, you love that. He wants it to be done this way, and you wish it to be done that way.
Then he yells at you, you burst into tears, and both of you become silent, your love becomes silent and mute.
But then, do you think you're really in love? Do you really call this is love? When you become dissatisfied of what the other can only give and show, When you cannot accept what he/she can only do.
I guess my friends, you're not in love.
Love is not about what's the best gift to give Or what's the best action to show.
Love is about accepting what can each other only give, And what can each other only do, but still manage to prove that he/she is in love with you, and only to you.
Not to his/her money, nor to his/her body, but with who you really are, despite with what you only are.