A bird prposed white rose.Ros said wen i'turn red,i'll luv u.D bird cuts his body n poured blood on roseNw rose luvs d bird,bt bird's no more.THAT LOVE
i may seldom tell u how special u are, I may not be able to reach u coz we\\'re both busy, but inspite of all, u know u are someone I really miss and care about.
Wats LOVE?Those Who Dnt Knw,Cal It RESPONSIBILITY.Those Who Play,Cal It a GAME.Those Who Dnt Have It, Cal It DREAM.Those Who Undstnd,Cal It LIFE.UR MY LIFE
What is love? Those who don't like it call it responsibility. Those who play with it call it a game. Those who don't have it call it a dream. Those who understand it call it destiny. And me, I call it You.