I could write a sweet sounding symphony based off of what it feels like to be held by your arms.
An infinite amount of photos could never capture what your eyes speak to me.
I could write down every thought of you that crosses my mind, but could never express how much you mean to me.
An infinite amount of mouths could smile back at me, yet never make me as happy as yours.
Nothing can do the justice of explaining how thankful I am for you and how much I love you
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
I could write a sweet sounding symphony based off of what it feels like to be held by your arms.
An infinite amount of photos could never capture what your eyes speak to me.
I could write down every thought of you that crosses my mind, but could never express how much you mean to me.
An infinite amount of mouths could smile back at me, yet never make me as happy as yours.
Nothing can do the justice of explaining how thankful I am for you and how much I love you
