haiz... i fianlly realise tt guys sux... after toking 2 liyi... stories from everywhere... guys r scary creatures.... far too scary.... how many can handle them well? not much i suppose....
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
And you it's only seed.
It's the heart, afraid of breaking,
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream, afraid of waking,
That never takes a chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give.
And the soul, afraid of dyin',
That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely,
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed,
that with the sun's love,
In the spring becomes the rose.
a song by Bette Midler... will there always be a rose? not always... even if there is, hu can make sure it will be healthy? afterall, rose is a flower which will not stay pretty forever.... always remember, there r torns too....
