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.
not ol d tym i can go wid u. not ol d tym i can plis u. not al d tym im available 4 u 2 tok 2. but 1 thing is 4 sure, i"l care 4 u even wen u least expect me 2."
If I would be a tear in your eye I will roll down on your cheek and die on ur lip and if you would be a tear in my eye I will never cry by a fear of losing
