Do you ever

Do you ever
Do you ever recall d day we 1st met? our 1st helo? d day we bcame lovers? wel i do.i will alwys rmembr..4dat day,i knw ud b d bst gift il b keeping 4ever.
  

Jan, 18 2012     154 chars (1 sms)     1147 views       Love

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Those we Love, Never go away, They walk besides us everyday Unseen, Unheard, Still Near, Still Loved, Still Missed, & Still Very Dear Just like you..
Poem Written by A boy Who lost his pArents by TsunAmi.."SeA! I will never Forgive u Anymore Even if ur wAves Touch my Feet Million Times"
When you share yourself with others, life begins to find its meaning, the time you touch the heart of others, is the movement you truly start living.
U luk sweet when u read my message. U luk sweeter when u read my message & smile. U luk sweetest when u read my message, smile & reply. So, try to look sweetest.
When i say i love you, i mean i love you as you are i have no expectations, no selfish motives, no other desires than to let you know i really love you.
when all the season will be dry, when all the bird leave the sky, when all friends say u good bye, U will found me there to say hi…
A sparrow was in love with a White rose.. One fine day this sparrow proposed the white rose.. The white rose told if she turns red, s she'll love Him. Sparrow torn His body and slowly spreads his blood on the white rose and it turns red and fell in love but now the sparrow is no more..This is love…
if i was one thing, i would be a candle, lightening ur way while u handle, i may Burn, I may Die, but still showing u the world thru my Eye
We were just friends at the start, Always having fun, never apart Then one day, something sparked The next thing I knew, you had my heart.
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.
LOVE is something beautiful,a desire,a feeling that one would like to catch.LOVE is the feeling that makes U feel alive.LOVE is something that may never go away.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.