If you were asked to say all the things you love...
Would you figure in that list?
...And if you did..then how long would it take for you to name yourself?

I walk slowly
But I never walk backwards

If you think you can do it...You will
If you think you can't...You never will

The heart feels different colours on different days
On days when it misses you
It sports a shade of blue
On days when it is a bit mellow
There is to it a shade of yellow
On days when it feels light
It's serene and white
On days when it's a bit mean
There's to it a shade of green
On days when it's bleeding and feels near dead
It sports the colour red
On days when in love it does lack
It's covered with a shade of black
It's never a solitary colour
Always an assortment of hues

Love is a language that doesn't need any words..a simple look, a hug or a kiss can say it all.