I know you

“I know you ignoring me, because my voice awakes your feelings, my laugh makes you remember our good time and my eyes tell you how much you still love me”

I miss those days

“I miss those days when when nothing else matter but you and me music, country roads, and future dreams. How good it felt the first time you held me in your arms. I wish someone could bring that time back”

I Miss It All

“I really miss those the late night phone calls, the sweet texts, the love, the happiness… I miss it all”

Angel Joy

“Why can’t I speak when I have so much to tell?
Why can’t I write when I have so much in mind?
Why can’t I sing when there’s music in my heart?
Why can’t I dance when there’s rythm in the air?

Too many words left unspoken
Too many things left undone
Why can’t it be and why can’t I?
For all I know this pain deep inside
Took the gladness from my heart

Is this the pain of missing you?
Is this the reason behind it all?
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Paul McCartney

“Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you
Tomorrow I’ll miss you
Remember I’ll always be true
And then while I’m away
I’ll write home every day
And I’ll send all my loving to you

I’ll pretend that I’m kissing
The lips I am missing
And hope that my dreams will come true
And then while I’m away
I’ll write home every day
And I’ll send all my loving to you”

‘All My Loving’ – A song by The Beatles, written by Paul McCartney (born – 18 June 1942) is an English musician, singer, songwriter and composer.

William Shakespeare 15

“I would not wish any companion in the world but you.”

“Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear”

“What is light, if Sylvia be not seen? What is joy if Sylvia be not by?”

“Love goes toward love”

“I’ll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I’ll die by your hand which I love so well”

“I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster”

“Love is a smoke and is made with the fume of sighs”

“Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts”

“Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love”