Blue jeans white shirtWalked into the room you know you made my eyes burnIt was like James Dean for sureYoure so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancerYou were sorta punk rock I grew up on hip hopBut you fit me better than my favourite sweater and I knowThat love is mean and love hurtsBut I still remember that day we met in december oh babyI will love you til the end of timeI would wait a million yearsPromise youll remember that youre mineBaby can you see through the tearsLove you moreThan those bitches beforeSay youll remember oh baby say youll rememberI will love you til the end of timeBig dreams gangsterSaid you had to leave to start your life overI was like No please stay hereWe dont need no money we can make it all workBut he headed out on sunday said hed come home mondayI stayed up waitin anticipatin and pacinBut he was chasing paperCaught up in the game that was the last I heardI will love you til the end of timeI would wait a million yearsPromise youll remember that youre mineBaby can you see through the tearsLove you moreThan those bitches beforeSay youll remember oh baby say youll rememberI will love you til the end of timeYou went out every nightAnd baby thats alrightI told you that no matter what you did Id be by your sideCause Imma ride or dieWhether you fail or flyWell shit at least you tried.But when you walked out that door a piece of me diedI told you I wanted more-but thats not what I had in mindI just want it like beforeWe were dancing all nightThen they took you away-stole you out of my lifeYou just need to remember....I will love you til the end of timeI would wait a million yearsPromise youll remember that youre mineBaby can you see through the tearsLove you moreThan those bitches beforeSay youll remember oh baby say youll rememberI will love you til the end of time
Famous Quotes about love
EbbI know what my heart is likeSince your love diedIt is like a hollow ledgeHolding a little poolLeft there by the tideA little tepid poolDrying inward from the edge.
True lovers may never know what love means. A man may love a woman out of his reach. She does not know he loves her and he will never speak of it.
Each in the most hidden sack keptthe lost jewels of memoryintense love secret nights and permanent kissesthe fragment of public or private happiness.A few the wolves collected thighsother men loved the dawn scratchingmountain ranges or ice floes locomotives numbers.For me happiness was to share singingpraising cursing crying with a thousand eyes.I ask forgiveness for my bad waysmy life had no use on earth.
To me you are a work of art and I would give you my heart - thats if I had one.
So I would choose to be with youThats if the choice were mine to makeBut you can make decisions tooAnd you can have this heart to break
This was why people got mated Rehv suddenly thought. Fuck the sex and the social position. If they were smart they did it to make a house that had no walls and an invisible roof and a floor that no could walk on-and yet the structure was a shelter no storm could blow down no match could torch up no passage of years could degrade.That was when it hit him. A mated bond like that helped you through shit nights like this.
There is nothing so rewarding as to make people realize that they are worthwhile in this world.
Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didnt give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together and then about myself again. It was the age that time of life when every sight every feeling every thought came back like a boomerang to me. And worse I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind.
I dont remember who said this but there really are places in the heart you dont even know exist until you love a child.