Sometimes the people we hurt the most are the closest to us, for it is in loving someone that we stand close enough to be hugged and near enough to feel pain.
if we r stars ` a d r i f t i n n o t h i n g n e s s ` n e v e r t h i n k ` d a t u r s p a r k ` i s w o r t h l e s s ` a m i d s t d b i l l i o n o t h r s . ` ` B c o z s u m w e r , ` s u m h o w , ` s u m 1 i s t h a n k f u l ` 4 u r l i g h t . ` ` i a m .
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!
When the time comes I can't smile anymore, don't worry about me, I know what to do. I'll just stare at one corner and think of you. No one else could make me happy like the way you do.
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.
We're not even close`yet i miss u.`we hardly talk`but i hear u.`i dnt knw`a thing about u`yet i care for u.`im missing sumthin`in my life &```its you..