When I count my blessings i count you twice.
Just because I'm busy doesn't mean I don't love you
Hattered does not cease with hatered. Haterd ceases by love.
Love is sweet when its new, but sweeter when its true.
First love is like a beautiful melody that resonates in the heart forever.
Love is not what the mind thinks, but what the heart feels.
When I count my blessings i count you twice.
Just because I'm busy doesn't mean I don't love you
Hattered does not cease with hatered. Haterd ceases by love.
Love is sweet when its new, but sweeter when its true.
First love is like a beautiful melody that resonates in the heart forever.
Love is not what the mind thinks, but what the heart feels.