not everything dat counts is counted and not evrything dat counted count.i didn’t count how many times i thought of u, but what counts is dat i did. i love u.
Sometimes the people we hurt the most are the closest to us, for it is in loving someone that we stand close enough to be hugged and near enough to feel pain.
I hate when u smile at me because u make me crazy about u. I hate when u talk to me because u make me run out of words. I hate u when I see u because u make me love u more.
