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..
Wn u luv u mst nt expect anythin n retrn 4 f u do, ur not loving bt invsting. f u luv u mst prepare 2 accept pain 4 if u accept hapines, ur nt loving bt using
I love your eyes and the way it looks at me makes me go so craze at you. the silent language spoken by your eyes makes my life more romantic. i want to get myself lost in your smiling eyes.
whnever d pages of my life end, u will b d mst memorabl chaptr of it n if i ever gt a chance 2 read it again i will open it frm d page wn u frst met me.
Why do I text you? It's my choice. It's my way of saying I remember you. Why do I remember you? It's my choice. It proves that I care. Why do I care? I don't know, it's not my choice but my heart's.
Dnt force urslf 2 fall n luv jst bcoz u thnk its ur turn. W8 4 a while, mayb cupids jst hving a hard tym searchin 4 d heart dat deservs d kind of luv u can gv!
