All love is sweet. Given or returned. Common as light is love, and its familiar voice wearies not ever....they who inspire it are most fortunate, as I am now, but those who feel it most are happier still.
i hav dis strange feelin of missin u evry single second of d day, havin a picture of u in my mind & longin 4 ur presence in my lyf, hopin dat sumday u'l b mine
If i rote ur name in d sky wind wood blow it away.if i rote ur name in d sea waves wood wash it away.But ur name is engravd in my heart where nothin can touch it!
