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..
When life is a mess, when my heart has been crushed, when I’m wearing a frown, when I breakdown and cry, when I’m blue, can I comfort myself by saying, I have you?
not everything dat counts is counted and not evrything dat counted count.i didn’t count how many times i thought of u, but what counts is dat i did. i love u.
smday`iL b`sitn dwn in`a rokin cher`rmnscn`d pst`wen we`wer stl yong..``&wen`my grnchldrn`cum&ask`4a s2ry``iL`start`w/`1s upon a tym,````der was`U in my Lyf.
