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.
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.
Love is something beautiful,a desire, a feeling that one would like to catch. love is the feeling that makes you feel alive. love is something that may never go away
I m a paper, you can write ur feeling, Scribble ur anger, Use me 2 absorb ur tears, Dont throw me after use, But When u feel cold I wil burn myself to warm you
Loving sum 1 ` w h o d o e s n t l o v e y o u ` i s l i k e ` w a t c h i n g a s t a r ` y o u k n o w ` y o u c a n ` n e v e r r e a c h . ` B u t ` y o u j u s t h a v e ` 2 k i p o n ` t r y i n g . . . ` W h y n o t ? ` ` ` S t a r s C a N F a L L , r i g h t ? !
If I get scared, wud u hold me tight? If I make a mistake, wud u make it right? If I built fire, wud u watch over d flames? If I say I Luv U, wud u feel d same?