Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
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..
Wat if u luv d wrong persn? r u gona give up or hold on? mayB u nid 2 do nuthin-juz continue loving..hu knows? mayB dat luv myt b enuf 2 make dat persn d ryt 1
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.
