What is love? It's everything: joy, happiness, passion, hope, anger, pain and despondency ... It's like you laugh and you cry in the same time. That was my tortured love, this is how i feel now ... laugh of happines at the memory of pleasant and crying in the same time cz hurts the memory ... But it was great, it was love, I felt,I lived ... And then: Life is beautiful only because the sun rises ... so i still smile,i live and maybe i will love again one day ... everything is possible, because everything is love. THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE