All love is sweet. Given or returned. Common as light is love, and its familiar voice wearies not ever....they who inspire it are most fortunate, as I am now, but those who feel it most are happier still.
I AM PASSING MY CARES FOR U TO THE WIND, SO WHEN EVER U FIND THE WIND BLOWING AGAINST U, IT MEANS THAT SOME ONE SOME WHERE IS MISSING U AND THATS ME...
SavE a spacE FOr ME in Ur HEART & not in Ur Mind. The mindeasily forgEts, But the hEart ALWAYS REMEMBERS. Like now, i remEmbEr U & that"s from MY HEART.