My memory loves you. I remember the way you used to cherish me, the way your eyes lit up when you saw me. The way my heart sang when our hands and lips met. My heart, it will never be the same. I loved you
Sensitive people should be treasured. They love deeply & think deeply about life. They are loyal, honest & true. The simple things sometimes mean the most to them. They don't need to change or harden. Their purity makes them who they are.