How can you tell the rain not to fall when clouds exist? How can you tell the leaves not to fall when the wind exists? How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist?
If you were my valentine I’d search the endless skies to find the perfect starlight that would compliment your eyes and keep it in a wishing well created just for you and filled with my desires to make all your dreams come true.
Love is what I see in your smile. love is what I feel in every touch you give. love is what I hear in every word you say. love is what we share everyday. love You!
