Under the sea, there lays a rock. In the rock, there is an envelope. In the envelope, there is a paper. On the paper, there are 3 words... 'I Miss You'
U r the theme of my life!U r the base of my frndship!U r the mystery of my luv!U r the smile of my lips!but i can't undrstnd what is the relation betwn us.
Sometimes your joy is source of your smile, But sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.. But every time you are with me.. I will be joy always.
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.
Love does nt have 2b a gr8 earth shattering experience, bt cn b as simple as mere togetherness, commitment & mutual understanding. Heed the 1rst 3 & the rest"ll come naturally."
