Sumtyms luv is ironic`its hard 2 find`bt easy to lose`makes u feel good`but hurts u so bad`opens ur eyes`bt makes u blind`fills up ur heart`then tears it apart
See there's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.
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.
in life, it doesnt matter how far uv traveled, how much you possess or what you have accomplished but rather who you have standing beside you at the very end.
