First love is a tapestry woven with threads of affection and care.
Love is not what the mind thinks, but what the heart feels.
When I count my blessings i count you twice.
First love is like a seed planted in the heart, waiting to bloom into something extraordinary.
To the one who knows how to see, every day is a good day.
I need you, you need me. Let's make it work.
First love is a tapestry woven with threads of affection and care.
Love is not what the mind thinks, but what the heart feels.
When I count my blessings i count you twice.
First love is like a seed planted in the heart, waiting to bloom into something extraordinary.
To the one who knows how to see, every day is a good day.
I need you, you need me. Let's make it work.