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'
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.
Love is the expression of one's values, the greatest reward you can earn for the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtue of another.
if you ` love s o m e o n e ` w i t h a l l y o u r h e a r t ` a n d y o u c a n n o t b e a r ` t o b e a p a r t , ` t e l l t h e m n o w ` b e f o r e i t ' s t o o l a t e ` b e c a u s e n o t e v e r y o n e ` h a s t h e p a t i e n c e t o w a i t . Ù
... That may appear as the truth to one personwill often appear as untruth to another person. But that need not worry theseeker. Where there is honest effort, it will be realized that what appearedto be different truths are like the countless and apparen
It takes a day to crush on someone,A week to understand someone,a month to like someone,a year to love someone,But it takes a lifetime to forget someone...
Love : Its not the "presence" of something which brings "meaning" to life, but its the way that "someone" touches ur heart which gives life a beautiful meaning..