You're like a target that I always try to aim at. How I wish I could aim you at the heart. But every time I fail, I feel so sad. You know why? It's because I always end up missing you.
when the sky looks blue…i miss u when the dreams come true …i miss u when the flowers coverd with dew…i miss u when the day new… I MISS U MY SWEET HAERT
"Tear is the silent language of pure heart"when the tears come with reason-you got some problem.But when tears come without any reason..you mis SOMEONE…