I heard someone saying your name, but when i turned around to see who it was, I noticed I was alone, then I realised it was my heart telling me that - I MISS U
B4 i go to sleep, u knw wht i do? i think of u & whn its my lucky nyt, i dream of u. i dnt wana wake up bcoz whn i do, u know what? i just start missing you
i dont want 2 live anoder day if u're no longer der, 4 in dis lyf only u can inspyr me 2 c d nxt sunrys, only u can motiv8 me 2 apprec8 d colors of lyf dat no one else can.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
