when the sky looks blue…i miss u when the dreams come true …i miss u when the flowers coverd with dew…i miss u when the day new… I MISS U MY SWEET HAERT
Luv can be bad,it can treat u lik dirt.Theres always a risk of u getting hurt.Luv is restless & luv is a flirt.Luv has places to go and people to hurt.
have learned how to luv, to smile, to be happy, to be strong, to work hard; to be honest, to be faithful, to forgive but I couldn`t learn how to stop missing u
if someone asks me if ur good...il say ur not...if they say ur better...il say ur not...why shud i say ur good or better if ur 1 of d best i ever had... I miss you