He who is in love
is wise and is becoming wiser,
sees newly every time he
looks at the object beloved,
drawing from it with his eyes
and his mind those virtues
which it possesses.
how do i say gudbye to sumone i never had??
y do i cry for sumone who was never mine..??
y is dat i miss sumone i was never wid??
n y do i luv sumone whoz luv was never mine??.. . :-(
