Count d fish in d ocean, those r d days`ill care 4 u.`Count the stars`n d sky,`thats how often`ill think of u.`Count on forever,`that's d time ill b there 4 ü
Luv is born with the pleasure of luking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
I searched through books, and I leafed through cards, For words that would convey, what I had in my heart, But when I sat down to write all I can write was…. I can’t live without you!!!
