I love you more

I love you more
I love you more today than I did yesterday, but not as much as I will tomorow.
  

Jan, 18 2012     78 chars (1 sms)     1447 views       Love

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Care is d sweetest assence in d world,If someone says Take Care-it means U live in dat persons heart till d last beat TAKE CARE ..
Love begins with a smile... Endures with happiness... And dies with a tear
U may miss me, You may ignore me, U may even forget me. But one day if you want to see me Do not search, just see your shadow. I will be there. Trust me!!!
R is 4 red, red is 4 blood, blood is 4 heart, heart is 4 love, love is 4 U, U is 4 me, me is 4 u, "I LOVE U"
This is story 4 ppl in luv Guy had cancer n he had only 1month 2 live he likd a girl wrkin in cd shop but he didnt tell her. Everday he used 2 go in the cd shop to buy a cd so that he cud talk to the girl. After a month the guy stopped going. When the girl went to his home to ask his mother said that he died today and took her to his room where the cd's were kept unopened. The girl cried. u know why? Coz in evry cd grl had kept chit that SHE LUV HIM.
Absence is d best presence.Coz if people r Absent thn u Miss them..& if u Miss them thAt meAns they r Present in ur heArt.
Tears Are more truthful than Smile! Because, You Can Smile in front of Everyone, But, U will Cry Only in front of One Who is Special to U.
Sum can mak u cry & give u tears.Many can mak u laugh & give u smiles. Bt, only very few can give u'laughing tears' &'crying smiles'Dont miss such people.
Wat luv?Those who dnt knw cal it responsbltyThose who playit cal game,Those who dnt hav it cal it dreamBt those who undrstand cal it life
2TeAr Drop wer Flowing down d River1sAid 2d othr,I'm d teAr drop of Guy who Lovd & nvr ExprsdWho r u?Im d teAr drop of d gAl who wAs Wi8n 4him...
Talk 2 me wen I’m Bored, B with me wen i’m Sad, Hug me wen i Cry, Care 4 me wen i’m Sick, Don’t ever cry 4 me wen I die! Just treasure me wen I’m ALIVE.
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.