The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
if one star will fall everytime i miss you... all stars will be out of the sky now.... so if ever there will be no stars tonight it's all your fault..... u made me miss you so much!!!!
i dont have 2 speak loud`juz 2 say wat i want 2 tel u,`a soft whisper of ``"i miss U"``is enough``coz its not my mouth`dat really speaks...```it's my HeaRT!
d only way 2 knw`dat sum1 truly luvs u`is whn aftr uv turnd him down,`u see him rise from d fall,`walk up to u & say`"i love you more now`than i ever did be4"
