Ur like a target dat I always try 2 aim at. How I wish I cud aim u at d heart. But evrytime I fail, I fil so sad. U know y? Its bcoz I always end up missin 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
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
dont have the measels, i am not confined to bed, asperin wont help coz it aint my head, i dont have back ache or the flu, its more serious…i am missin u!
