I don't hate Peoples, I just love Peoples who loves me.
Let all that you do be done n love.
True Love Has a Habbit of coming Back.
You left me? Fine! But don't love somebody else in front of me.
First love is a symphony of emotions, a melody that plays in the heart.
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.
I don't hate Peoples, I just love Peoples who loves me.
Let all that you do be done n love.
True Love Has a Habbit of coming Back.
You left me? Fine! But don't love somebody else in front of me.
First love is a symphony of emotions, a melody that plays in the heart.
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.