Missing you is like breathing... involuntary yet necessary.
The best part of my day is when I'm dreaming of you.
Distance means so little when someone means so much.
Memories of us keep me going through the days apart.
Missing you is like breathing... involuntary yet necessary.
The best part of my day is when I'm dreaming of you.
Distance means so little when someone means so much.
Memories of us keep me going through the days apart.