His story is History, My Story is Mystery.
Your girlfriend is gorgeous and loyal. Why flirt with other girls? Why cheat? It's like throwing away a diamond, and picking up a rock.
“For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.”
A day without you is always incomplete.
Behind every beautiful girl is the ugly relationship that made her scared to love again.
A Memory of true Love is like a favorite Song, no matter how many times it plays again, You never get tired of it.
His story is History, My Story is Mystery.
Your girlfriend is gorgeous and loyal. Why flirt with other girls? Why cheat? It's like throwing away a diamond, and picking up a rock.
“For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.”
A day without you is always incomplete.
Behind every beautiful girl is the ugly relationship that made her scared to love again.
A Memory of true Love is like a favorite Song, no matter how many times it plays again, You never get tired of it.