Misaki and usui upendo story

Can wewe see,
its not just wewe and me,
its everybody.
Our selfs are diffrient,
this is ment.
Our skin are diffrient colors,
we dont need dolars.
Our hair,
there is no dare.
Our dreams,
he au she never cleans.
How we speak,
we need no drink.
What we want to do,
who.
People love,
nor swan nor dove.
Faces,
chases.
Diseases,
never pleases.
Bloods,
is sometimes like muds.
How they act,
arent jacked.
There languege nice and mean,
we dont lean.




This poem is for everyone,
now this is done.



Thank wewe for reading,
its not just me.

True and Touching Story:
A girl and a guy were
speeding
over 100 mph on a
motorcycle.
Girl:
Slow down, i'm scared.
Guy:
No, this is fun.
Girl:
No it's not, please, it's so scary.
Guy:
Then tell methat
wewe upendo me.
Girl:
I upendo you, slow down.
Guy:
Now give me a big hug..
*She gave him a big
hug*
Guy:
Can wewe take my helmet
off & put it on yourself,
It's really bothering me.
The next
siku in the newspaper:
"A motorcycle crashed into a
building due to brake failure.
Two people were in the crash,
but only one
survived."
The truth was that
halfway down the road the guy
realized that the breaks weren't
working,
but he didn't want the girl to
know.
Instead, he had her hug him
and tell him she loves him
one last time.
Then he had her put his helmet
on so that she would live, even
if it meant that he would die.
If wewe would do the same for the
person wewe love.THANK YOU

Sweet kisses
Just for you
Be My angel
I upendo you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Grapes are sweet,
But not as sweet as you


When wewe and I
Not meet
Remember
I am the one
Who wrote these lines........

Mirror, mirror on the wall........
what the heck happend


The joy from one to the other
The happiness from me to wewe
wewe make me laugh and then wewe say
How am i funny to you?


Happiness is a kind smile
A loving word and a gentle kiss
Happiness is the shining sun
And the glittering stars
Happiness is finding true love
And being loved as well as loving