Sometimes the world gives me so many reasons to hate it but whenever it happens I just stop & think of u n say: How can I hate this world when u r a part of it
Though we don't meet or talk often, I never forget that I have you in my life. Somewhere, somehow, I remember you. Still bear in mind, I'm always here, not so near but never that far.
if my life were to be a book then u would be one of its most beautiful chapter and if i ever got a chance to read it i would like to start from the day when we first met.
Btwn a thou s a n d y s t r d a y s ` & a m i l l i o n 2 m o r r o w s , ` d e r s o n l y 1 2 d a y ` & i w u d n t l e t ` d s d a y p a s ` w / o s a y i n d i s 2 u . . ` i w u d n t b a s h a p i ` a s i m n o w ` i f i d d n t k n o w u .