Under the sea, there lays a rock. In the rock, there is an envelope. In the envelope, there is a paper. On the paper, there are 3 words... 'I Miss You'
All love is sweet. Given or returned. Common as light is love, and its familiar voice wearies not ever....they who inspire it are most fortunate, as I am now, but those who feel it most are happier still.
If a lover is like a Moon then frnds r like stars. Hav u noticed that the sky can look beautiful without moon, but not without stars.: Tke care my STAR!