When the sun rises in the morning and sets in the night. When the moon comes into sight from the east and leaves unto the west. When the stars appear in the night and erase in the morning. One thing that will never leave, that will never move, is me.

Love that never stoped. That grew with each tear drop, with each fight. With endless nights talking on the phone. The love that made it through the years, the love that started as endless but grew every night, that love that all ended when you left, but for me my love still and always will remain for you.

Only true love will make it through the wicked world.

I'm an artist; I love everyone.

Hearts so pure,it will keep pumping long after I am dead

Anything to make her heart smile