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.
one day when d time is ryt, ul find d 1 uv ben waiting 4 ol ur life... dat person will sweep u off ur feet & LoVe u 4ol ur worth & ul b thankful uv waited!
knowing u`has always been`a mystery.``i cudnt evn undrstand`how we evr`bcame friends.``But watevr`d rison mayb`im thankful`coz somehow`u made me hapPy.
You may think that I forgot you. You may think that I don't care, and you may think that I'm not thinking of you. Well, you're wrong. You're still in my dreams.