Something in your smiles something in your smiles speaks to me, something in your voice sings to me, something in your eyes says to me, that you are dearest to me.
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.
