a boy ws aBout 2 leave, bt b4 he did, he gave his Girl a dozen roses. 11 r real & 1 s artificial & he told d Girl,"dnt cry, i wil love u until d last 1 dies.."
Men love because they are afraid of themselves, afraid of the loneliness that lives in them, and need someone in whom they can lose themselves as smoke loses itself in the sky.
When U love someone truly, U don’t look for faults, U don’t look for answers, U don’t look for mistakes. Instead, U fight the mistakes, U accept the faults and overlook the excuses.
