In the midnight hour, she cried- "more,
more, more."
With a rebel yell, she cried- "more, more, more."
In the midnight hour, babe- "more, more, more."
With a rebel yell, she cried- "more, more, more." More, more, more.
True love is
when you shed a tear and still want him. It's
when he
ignores you and you still love
him.
It's when he loves
another but you
still smile and 'I'm
happy for you.' When all you really want
to do is cry...and cry.
When I was 5 years old, my
mom always told me that
happiness was the key to life.
When I went to school, they
asked me what I wanted to be
when I grew up.
I wrote down, "happy."
Thay told me I didn't
understand the assignment
and I told them they didn't
understand life.
Everyone says that love hurts, but that's not true.
Loneliness
hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Everyone
confuses these things with love, but in reality, LOVE is the only thing in this
world
that covers up all the pain and makes us feel wonderful
again.
Theweirdest thinghappened the other morning...
I woke up withtearsin my eyes...
And one rolling down my cheek...andI
knew
I must have beendreaming of you
again.
Happiness is like a
butterfly; the
more you chase it, the more it
will elude you. But if
you turn your attention to other things, it
will come, and sit softly on your shoulder.