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
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.
if i could have the chance, i'll ask you to dance or take you on a trip to france, but all i can is set myself in a trance where i can be with you in a glance.
