Listen with your eyes closed.

Guys are like roses.......watch out for the pricks

We are sometimes too proud to admit that we might not always be right....

We were all created by love, in love and for love and we were given the choice not to love.

Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman,
but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man.

A single roses can be my garden...A single friend....my world.