not everything dat counts is counted and not evrything dat counted count.i didn’t count how many times i thought of u, but what counts is dat i did. i love u.
My love for you is like water, falling countless… the beating of my heart, for you is so heavy and soundless, the feeling of being in your arm is so precious and endless.
i hav dis strange feelin of missin u evry single second of d day, havin a picture of u in my mind & longin 4 ur presence in my lyf, hopin dat sumday u'l b mine
