if i could have the chance, i'll ask you to dance or take you on a trip to france, but all i can is set myself in a trance where i can be with you in a glance.
Under the sea, there lays a rock. In the rock, there is an envelope. In the envelope, there is a paper. On the paper, there are 3 words... 'I Miss You'
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.
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.
Btwn a thou s a n d y s t r d a y s ` & a m i l l i o n 2 m o r r o w s , ` d e r s o n l y 1 2 d a y ` & i w u d n t l e t ` d s d a y p a s ` w / o s a y i n d i s 2 u . . ` i w u d n t b a s h a p i ` a s i m n o w ` i f i d d n t k n o w u .