A beautiful world

A beautiful world
A beautiful world can only be seen through d eyes of a happy heart.May u always have a happy heart 2 c the beauty dat God made especialy 4U
  

Jan, 19 2012     139 chars (1 sms)     1313 views       Love

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jst whn questions seemd endles`it sudnly bcame clear.`u came nt 2 luv me`bt 2 teach me`hw 2 luv`den u walkd away`w/o any idea`hw mch iv lernd`&Hw much it hurts
The only way 2 luv isn't findng d perfct person but by loving d imperfct persn perfectly.True luv doesnt hav a happy endingit simply doesnt end!
All I Wanted Was SomeOne To Care For Me All I Wanted Was SomeOne Who Would Be There For Me All I Ever Wanted Was SomeOne Who Would Be True All I Ever Wanted Was SomeOne like You.
Sometimes the love we are looking for is right in front of us, too close for the eyes to see.``So close your eyes and let your heart see for itself
Difficult 2tel wat luving is like..its impossible 2tel wat missing is like..may u never mis whom u luv. but those who love u miss u always..
When you feel cold and warm at the same time, when you read over the same line for the tenth time, when your heart and thoughts somehow appear to rhyme, and when a simple name conquers your whole mind, then you are in deep trouble my friend… You are “LOVE”, We call it the hard time !!
Love means understanding, not agreement; it means forgiveness, not forgetting; it means the memories last, even if contact is lost.
Those we Love, Never go away, They walk besides us everyday Unseen, Unheard, Still Near, Still Loved, Still Missed, & Still Very Dear Just like you..
Think of me, you know that I should be with you if I could, I will come around to see you once in a while or if I ever neeed a reason to smile, And spend the night if you think I should…
if i was one thing, i would be a candle, lightening ur way while u handle, i may Burn, I may Die, but still showing u the world thru my Eye
I love you up from heaven down to the ground I’m really glad to have you found
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.