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.
Though we don't meet or talk often, I never forget that I have you in my life. Somewhere, somehow, I remember you. Still bear in mind, I'm always here, not so near but never that far.
i caugHt mySLf tNKiN oF d moments Spent w/u. iM a litle LonLy bt bein far frM u gVs me a beautfuL chnce 2 reaLze hw mch u miN 2 me & hw mch i miSs uR compny.
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.
This is story 4 ppl in luv Guy had cancer n he had only 1month 2 live he likd a girl wrkin in cd shop but he didnt tell her. Everday he used 2 go in the cd shop to buy a cd so that he cud talk to the girl. After a month the guy stopped going. When the girl went to his home to ask his mother said that he died today and took her to his room where the cd's were kept unopened. The girl cried. u know why? Coz in evry cd grl had kept chit that SHE LUV HIM.