The hardest thing is not talking to someone you used to talk to everyday.
“Love is many things, none of them logical.”
A Memory of true Love is like a favorite Song, no matter how many times it plays again, You never get tired of it.
First love is a beautiful dream that we never want to wake up from.
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.
The hardest thing is not talking to someone you used to talk to everyday.
“Love is many things, none of them logical.”
A Memory of true Love is like a favorite Song, no matter how many times it plays again, You never get tired of it.
First love is a beautiful dream that we never want to wake up from.
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.