Tuesday, March 3, 2009

You're the only one I wish I could forget.


You're everything I thought you never were.
And nothing like I thought you could have been
But still, you live inside of me,
so tell me how is that?

happy 26th my dear baby love.

Love means to commit oneself without guarantee,
to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person.
Love is an act of faith,
and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.


XOXO,
CHERRY♥