There would come a time when we have to stop loving someone not because that person has started hating us but because we found out that they'd be happier if we let them go.
My pen is blue, My ink is blue, My love is for one, Only for you. How can u tell rain not to fall, when cloud exists How can u tell leaves not to fall, when wind exists How can u tell me not to fall in love When u exists.
Love does nt have 2b a gr8 earth shattering experience, bt cn b as simple as mere togetherness, commitment & mutual understanding. Heed the 1rst 3 & the rest"ll come naturally."
