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antonioio 路 70-79, M
If you were like the girl in the song
You would be some one else
You would be some one else
Jeephikelove 路 46-50, F
@antonioio I suppose you're right, I'm looking for that kind of admiration.
antonioio 路 70-79, M
Do right by the ones that love you and you will be admired
Jeephikelove 路 46-50, F
@antonioio I already do...you have no idea!
antonioio 路 70-79, M
Your right
I have no idea but I will tell you a true storey
My late sister when she was just a little older than you on the day she told me that she had not long to live and when the conversation was near ended she said to me,
I don't think that Mat loves me,( Mat was her husband)
I asked, Why do you think that, she replied, He never said that he loved me,
I told her that some time ago that Mat had told me about his best friends house and that he had not as much as one flower grown their and she knew straight away what I meant that he truly loved her,
My sister had a beautiful garden and he admired what she had and was not criticising his best friend,
My sister died 2001 and Mat has kept that garden just same as my sister did
I have no idea but I will tell you a true storey
My late sister when she was just a little older than you on the day she told me that she had not long to live and when the conversation was near ended she said to me,
I don't think that Mat loves me,( Mat was her husband)
I asked, Why do you think that, she replied, He never said that he loved me,
I told her that some time ago that Mat had told me about his best friends house and that he had not as much as one flower grown their and she knew straight away what I meant that he truly loved her,
My sister had a beautiful garden and he admired what she had and was not criticising his best friend,
My sister died 2001 and Mat has kept that garden just same as my sister did
Jeephikelove 路 46-50, F
@antonioio Ah that's a sweet story...thank you 馃槝
antonioio 路 70-79, M
@Jeephikelove just trying to explain that you can be admired and not know it
Also more often than not we don't tell the ones that count we admire and love them
Also more often than not we don't tell the ones that count we admire and love them