I feel something in my heart, it's like a little flame, every time I see you, this flame lights up, this flame is special for you, because I LOVE YOU!.…
EvryTime Wen a Msg Comes, I Open just Thinkin its U... Wen Its Not U I Wont get disappointed.. Still I Enjoy Dat Moment which Made me 2 thinK of "U"...
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.
When u breaks a toy it’s my repair. But when u break a heart it’s never be repair. Its makes a great hurt on it and never be relief from the pain until death
