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.
Life gave me`a lot of thngs 2 learn,`thiNgs i sHud kp`& Let go.`thNgs 2 4gt`& smtyMs rgrt,`i got hurt & cryd`bt y sHd i cry?`wn u r stL hr`2 rmNd me 2``sMyL!
jst whn questions seemd endles`it sudnly bcame clear.`u came nt 2 luv me`bt 2 teach me`hw 2 luv`den u walkd away`w/o any idea`hw mch iv lernd`&Hw much it hurts
uv been called b4 cupids court 4 stealin my heart.trespassin in my dreams & robin me of my senses.uv been sentened 2 a lifetime wiv me- how do u plead?
Why do I text you? It's my choice. It's my way of saying I remember you. Why do I remember you? It's my choice. It proves that I care. Why do I care? I don't know, it's not my choice but my heart's.
in life, it doesnt matter how far uv traveled, how much you possess or what you have accomplished but rather who you have standing beside you at the very end.
