She's da one who broke my heart... She's da reason why my world fell apart.... She's da one who makes me cry..... Yet I still luv her....n I don't no why
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.
My love for you is like water, falling countless… the beating of my heart, for you is so heavy and soundless, the feeling of being in your arm is so precious and endless.
Wn we fol seriusly in lov,we alwz thnk dt d filing wd mutualy grw&stay 4evr. Bt smtyms,no matr hw prfct a rlatnshp may sim,ppl js chnge&4get dr promses of 4evr
You must be a good runner because you are always running in my mind, you must be a good thief because you have stolen my heart, and i am always a bad shooter because I Miss You Always…
TherS aLways a reaSon`why we hav 2 muv on`2 say gUdbye`2 d fiLingS`we wantd2 stay 4eveR.`4 LuV has 2 set`its own winGs fRee`2 finD d ryt place`where it shud be
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.
