Goosebumps.

I whispered, 'I am too young'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.'
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.

-William Butler Yeats

I love poetry, and I never get tired of this one. (=

While we're talking about love - I am so happy and lucky to experience the different kinds of love I receive from the people around me.

I've decided that it's never okay to let anyone make you feel guilty about having a big heart. There's never enough love in this place.

xo. Bee.