I AM PASSING MY CARES FOR U TO THE WIND, SO WHEN EVER U FIND THE WIND BLOWING AGAINST U, IT MEANS THAT SOME ONE SOME WHERE IS MISSING U AND THATS ME...
if i die 2nyt`it would b alright`4 i finaly found d 1`ive bin waitin 4`my whole life`if i die 2nyt`it would be ok`for bein wid u`is bein in heaven anyway.
Why do I text you? It's my choice. It's my way of saying I remember you. Why do I remember you? It's my choice. It proves that I care. Why do I care? I don't know, it's not my choice but my heart's.
i dnt have 2 speak`4u 2 knw`jst wat im filng.`ur special`& i wnt u 2 b sure`dt no matr wr i go,`whom i mit`& wat i do`iL nvr find```anoder u...``i miss you!
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.
