
If I tried to take everything from this world that reminded me of you, the earth would be so empty that God himself would have to start over.
Once I like you,
all your flaws would seem to disappear. I’d think that there’s nothing wrong with you, that you’re just perfect. Your flaws would just make you seem cuter. If something wrong happens to your face or body, or if you turned your hair all pink, I don’t think I’d care. ‘Cause I like you, for you. Your face just attracted me. But I fell for your actions and personality instead.
Cheat me once,shame on you. Cheat me twice, shame on me. Cheat me three times, I’m not showing up for your funeral tomorrow.


