Love is like a flower, begin with a feeling and a flower with a seed that must ... Feeling. We start to like the person more and more, as the flower, dens roots spreading all menr and more in order to become strong enough to begin to grow up. We spend time getting more and more with the man started to like, and flower grows only higher and higher, stopper has begun a knob which can knock out at any time. One day, and it is linked, as when a flower blomamr his Crown and light up in the Sun's radiance and displays its beautiful colors, but when the love begin to go down and it runs out, so the flower withers and dies, but the little seed is still down ei ground and germinate, like making love when it ends, it restarts again but perhaps not llika easy this time.