there are people that we meet, which we forget after our encounter
there are people that we meet, which grow on us making them harder to forget
there are people you walk down the same path in life with, allowing us to be fond of each other
No one knows what is written, do we go our sepeate ways or do we stay were we are?
there are people that we meet, which we forget after our encounter
there are people that we meet, which grow on us making them harder to forget
there are people you walk down the same path in life with, allowing us to be fond of each other
No one knows what is written, do we go our sepeate ways or do we stay were we are?
this is the heart, and the judgement made by the heart, it deicide whom to love,
some hearts take pleasure in love, and some hearts just keep on burning......
this is the heart, and the judgement made by the heart, it deicide whom to love,
some hearts take pleasure in love, and some hearts just keep on burning......
there are people that we meet, which we forget after our encounter
there are people that we meet, which grow on us making them harder to forget
there are people you walk down the same path in life with, allowing us to be fond of each other
No one knows what is written, do we go our sepeate ways or do we stay were we are?
there are people that admire us heaps, their love for us is not normal
there are people that forget us with ease as we become more attached to them
there are people that become cruel that they cheat on us
there are people that worship their love with passion
there are people who suffer and even though they still live happy
this is the heart, and the judgement made by the heart, it deicide whom to love,
some hearts take pleasure in love, and some hearts just keep on burning......
this is the heart, and the judgement made by the heart, it deicide whom to love,
some hearts take pleasure in love, and some hearts just keep on burning......
Mireille