When life is a mess, when my heart has been crushed, when I’m wearing a frown, when I breakdown and cry, when I’m blue, can I comfort myself by saying, I have you?
Luv is born with the pleasure of luking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
Love Is Juz Like 4 Seasons.. Spring - New Love Is Blooming When U First Met Each Other Summer - Falling In Love N The Relationship Running Hot Autumn - A Stage When Some Feelings Just Start 2 Fade Winter - Cold War N Fights But The True 1 Will Survive