whnever d pages of my life end, u will b d mst memorabl chaptr of it n if i ever gt a chance 2 read it again i will open it frm d page wn u frst met me.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
My pen is blue, My ink is blue, My love is for one, Only for you. How can u tell rain not to fall, when cloud exists How can u tell leaves not to fall, when wind exists How can u tell me not to fall in love When u exists.
Dnt force urslf 2 fall n luv jst bcoz u thnk its ur turn. W8 4 a while, mayb cupids jst hving a hard tym searchin 4 d heart dat deservs d kind of luv u can gv!
