My dream is to hear rocks hitting my window and see you standing in the rain. |
His hugs were warm like tea in the morning; his kisses were calm and sweet like the honey added to it; his words were peaceful like steam from the cup; and i'm like the handle...attached |
Love is when you tell a guy you love his shirt and he wears it every day. |
Great dancers are not great because of their technique; they are great because of their passion. |
A parents love- a promise to love us because they know us so well; a promise to love us in spite of knowing us so well. |
Love makes its presence known from the inside to the outside. |
Love has happy feet! |
Life is a contact sport! |
The quote "dying for acceptence" is loaded with truth. |
How can you find fault in someone for telling you that he has to break up with you because his heart had made a choice- and it didn't choose you? |