Sunday, March 29, 2009
heard of this before??
" Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet."
-William Shakespeare-
its never too late to say I love you.
Love is a
promise,
love is a
souvenir,
once given
never forgotten,
so never let it disappear.
Jamie Lee
21:44
