It is not you at all I love, but rather the existence you have bestowed on me.
I was reading my destiny inside your eyes without knowing it.
And I close my eyes to gaze into those depths, and am almost engulfed in you.
I don’t need any proofs for you; there is nothing in my mind as clear and certain as you.
“It’s madness to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn,
to give up all dreams because one of them didn’t come true,
to give up all attempts because one of them failed.
It’s folly to condemn all your friends because one has betrayed you,
to no longer believe in love just because someone was unfaithful or didn’t love you back,
to throw away all your chances to be happy because something went wrong.
There will always be another opportunity,
another friend,
another love,
a new strength.
For every end,
there is always a new beginning.
And now here is my secret,
a very simple secret:
It is only with the heart
that one can see rightly;
what is essential,
is invisible to the eye.”