| Life without you is life not known. The way you look at me makes me cry. I know that every time I hear your voice I melt. Love has not yet to be loved enough. Life is not known is like the fire that swallowed my love for you Life without you is life not known. I miss the way I look, the way I cry, and the way I smile at you. My love for you is so deep that it hurts to say I love you to anyone but you. |