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.
You greeted me hi, I didn"t reply. You gave me a sweet smile, I responded with a sigh. You showed me your love, you received a shrug. But when you bid goodbye I began to cry."
When i mis u, i dnt have 2 go anywhere els jz 2 c u, i jz hav 2 luk dwn n my heart &i knw id c u der, coz dats wher u r & i knw dats wher ull always be..`4ever
Though many people will go in and out of your heart only one will want to stay there. If you bulid a heart full of holes, think how much easier it is to hang on.
