Christina Phan

(May,2,1992)

Things will never be the same


Things will never be the same
That doesn't mean we shouldn't give love another try
We are meant for each other
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Relationship are not perfect either are we. Yea, our relationship was tough, bumpy, filled with ups and downs, and bad, but we past through the storm. We are meant to be with other no matter what anyone says, because we love each other so much to give it up now. Love takes time to be away from each to do what we need to made it work with each other. If wasn't for what we gone through, we won't know who we want to be with and now we know and is each other. I love you baby so much and all I need is you.

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  • Michelle Ronquillo (10/25/2013 1:42:00 AM)

    It is really a mere fact that things will never be the same :) Because nothing will ever be remaining in this world except change. (Report) Reply

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