When life is a mess, when my heart has been crushed, when I’m wearing a frown, when I breakdown and cry, when I’m blue, can I comfort myself by saying, I have you?
knowing u`has always been`a mystery.``i cudnt evn undrstand`how we evr`bcame friends.``But watevr`d rison mayb`im thankful`coz somehow`u made me hapPy.
TherS aLways a reaSon`why we hav 2 muv on`2 say gUdbye`2 d fiLingS`we wantd2 stay 4eveR.`4 LuV has 2 set`its own winGs fRee`2 finD d ryt place`where it shud be
The begning of love is to let those wo love be perfectly them selves and not to twist them to fit our own image otherwise we only love the reflections of ourselves we find and them.
