One text: Bright smile one call: limitless laughter one hug : pain killer one person: infinite feelings

One text: Bright smile one call: limitless laughter one hug : pain killer one person: infinite feelings

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

You're the girl that I want to grow old with.

Relationship starts with can we talk and ends with we need to talk.

We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

I still care, that ‘s the problem

You left me? Fine! But don't love somebody else in front of me.

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

You're the girl that I want to grow old with.

Relationship starts with can we talk and ends with we need to talk.

We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

I still care, that ‘s the problem

You left me? Fine! But don't love somebody else in front of me.