not everything dat counts is counted and not evrything dat counted count.i didn’t count how many times i thought of u, but what counts is dat i did. i love u.
whnever d pages of my life end, u will b d mst memorabl chaptr of it n if i ever gt a chance 2 read it again i will open it frm d page wn u frst met me.
D word s ' i l u v u ' ` d 0 n t c o m e ` f r m d L i P S , ` ` i t c 0 m e s ` f r m d H e a R T , ` ` d 0 e s n t ` h a v e ` 2 b ` t o l d , ` ` i t h a s ` 2 b ` s h 0 w n . . ` D o e s n t ` h v e ` 2 b ` g i v e n , ` ` i t h a s ` 2 b e . . ` ` P R o v e N .
When a heart is the sign of love ,and red the colour ...and when walking around with your head in the clouds means that one is in love..Why do I draw a line in blue and am I only thinking of you ?
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