"He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling
in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of
stars, wondering how on earth he'd been lucky enough to find
her."
— The Last Song
Love isn't a kiss, it isn't a
dozen roses, it isn't a certain smell that reminds you of
someone! It's an attachment
that you have for another individual, and wanting to put all
their needs before yours :)
I remember every look upon your face,the way you rolled your
eyes..the way you taste,you make it hard to breathe in...cause when
i close my eys n drift away,i think of you n everythings okay..
Life is excatly like track.. You can
run around in circles, or just run the straight away but either way
there will always be some kind of hurdle in your way.