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.
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.
Find arms that'll hold u at your weakest, eyes that'll see u at your ugliest, heart that'll luv u at your worst, and if u've found it, you 've found luv..!
