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.

u r as sweet as bailey as strong as tequila as warm as cognac as exotic as malibu as heady as a cocktail & as special as as a champagne. i am simply drunk on U

I think maybe forever is what you make of it. Tomorrow may be the end of your forever. I think we should be more careful how we use it.

Silly Thing About"LOVE"Whn U Get 'Little', U want More Whn U Get More, U Desire More Bt Whn U Loose It, U Realize Even Little Was Enough

I thank God he sent you to me, For you and I were meant to be. We have a bond too strong to break, We have a love no one can take

One hurts you so that you may find someone who can heal u, if nobody is there to hurt u, u will never know the person who cares for u…

The most LoveLiest Life is living with d person who Loves u.The most Loveliest deAth is die in d Arms of d person whom u Love.

Love not one, Love not two Love the one who loves u true, Love not three, Love not four Love the one who loves u more, Love not five, Love not six Love the one who really sticks, Love not seven, Love not eight Love the one who really waits

a hug can say il mis u.`it can say ur special,`or bst of all,`i luv u.`it can soothe a hurt,`or calm a fear,`or cheer us`wen were blue.`So heres a hug for u.

This is story 4 ppl in luv Guy had cancer n he had only 1month 2 live he likd a girl wrkin in cd shop but he didnt tell her. Everday he used 2 go in the cd shop to buy a cd so that he cud talk to the girl. After a month the guy stopped going. When the girl went to his home to ask his mother said that he died today and took her to his room where the cd's were kept unopened. The girl cried. u know why? Coz in evry cd grl had kept chit that SHE LUV HIM.

If love hurts, then love some more. If love hurts some more, then love even more. If love hurts even more, then love till it hurts no more.

Love is sometimes like a poisoned mushroom. You can't tell if it's the real thing until it's too late.