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.
Can''t Say How I feel, Can''t tell If My Heart Would Heal,
But I Always Knew From The Start I never Really Had your heart.
So Leave me, Now before I Cry.The pain Is Too Much to Say Goodbye,
but Always Remember Each Tear I Shed is an I love You Left Unsaid..
