You are my blue crayon. The one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.
I've become addicted to your kisses and touch.
You've found a good man when he makes you want to be a better woman.
To each other, we've made many beautiful promises. But the best ones are still in my heart, waiting to be made when the time is right.
There will be times in your life when you have to choose between being loved and being respected. Always pick being respected. That love without respect was always fleeting - but that respect could grow into real, lasting love.
Promise me, you'll always be happy by my side. I promise to sing to you when all the music dies.
Stop looking for a perfect partner. Just find someone who admits that they are lucky enough when they finally have you.