Is That What We Call A Love....

o lady of love, .. o lady, whom i love, .. your love running in my vein, .. o lady, whom occupied my life and world too, .. you are the love, .. the love, which we know, and which all talks about, ... sweetheart, .... without you, i am rough, .. walking, as never walked before, .. thinking and deeply thinking, .. but really don`t know why, ... is that a love, , ? ? ? is that a love, which we know, ..? ? ? is that what a lovers suffer in, ..? ? or just me, whom suffer..? ? is that what we call a love...? ? ? after you, the world is not a world... and a living without sense, , , without a taste to this life, , , , became lost crazy, don`t know what to do.. and became mad about you, .. please, , is that a love, .. true and real love...? ? ? which let me cry and suffer, .. every day and every night, , is that it..? ? which coming to me every night.. and take off a sleepiness from my eyes, , take my sleepiness in a clever way, .. and left me alone with myself, .. left me lost, .. don`t know where, .. even did not know a moon to sun, .. and make me forget all, .. even my name, .. if that a love, as they said, , , ? ? ? so, , , i am happy to fall with, .. to be fallen with you, ... i love you, even if that love was as a sword.. as a sword need to execute me, .. as a sword missed to kill me....