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
When u breaks a toy it’s my repair. But when u break a heart it’s never be repair. Its makes a great hurt on it and never be relief from the pain until death
Men love because they are afraid of themselves, afraid of the loneliness that lives in them, and need someone in whom they can lose themselves as smoke loses itself in the sky.
i may not get to c u`as often as i lyk`i may not get to hold u`in my arms`all thru the nyt`But deep in my heart`i truly knw`ur d 1 dat i luv`and i cnt let u go
If I get scared, wud u hold me tight? If I make a mistake, wud u make it right? If I built fire, wud u watch over d flames? If I say I Luv U, wud u feel d same?
