This is a story of a woman, she was a very successful business woman and her colleagues envied her. One day, a colleague of hers that was very jealous prepared a charm for her and the charm worked because this… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
Im afraid of being forgotten. Because, it seems everyone I get close to, ends up forgetting me. — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
You know why break-ups are so hard to get over. First you have to mend your broken heart and then you have to train… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
If one day you feel like crying, call me. I don't promise to make you laugh but I can cry with you. If one… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
Love hurts, but it only hurts the other person cause theyre loosing someone they never knew was so great, till they think about how… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
I am sending you hot kisses right now sweetheart, to flush out that could that is putting you down. Get well soon my darling.*** — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
Your illness is making me shed tears my love. But your recovery from illness is making me smile again as it assures you will… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
I can still picture you in my head, laughing as you dance in the clouds of heaven, smiling at me down on earth, and… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
Get well soon. I am eagerly awaiting your speedy recovery, my lover. — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
I planned to tell you all the bad things why I am mad at you¦ But in the end, I just want to tell… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
People say some love is rare and some love is kind well I know for a fact that our love cannot be defined. You… — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
How come Im still ignored after all Ive done for you, I gave you my heart because I cared — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
Missing you a lot I thought you were standing beside me, I shouldnt have turned around.I miss yhu like Crazy oooooo — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
The memory of you is like a cobweb that lingers in my mind and stings through my organ of fire. — Arcine Arciniegas Copy Share Image
