Honey,
If Love Comes In Colors,
I Choose Blue,
If Love Comes In Flowers,
I’ll Choose Rose,
If Love Comes In Songs,
I’ll Think Of Choosing Blues,
But If Love Should Come In Human Beings,
I’ll Definitely Not Think Twice Before
I’ll Choice You!
Because.....You Are My Choice
I wish i was one of your tear,
I would star in your eyes,
Live on your cheeks,
Die on your lips,
But if you were one of my tear,
I would never cry for the fear of losing you.....
Life is not easy for any of us.
But what of that?
We must have perseverance
and above all confidence
in ourselves. We must believe
that we are gifted for something
and that this thing must be attained.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.
I''ve notice that being with you,
I smile a little more often,
I anger a little less quickly,
the sun shines a little brighter,
and life is so much sweeter. Luv U.
