The thought of you makes me cry. That’s how much I miss you. Good Morning dear.
Happiness is the gift for those who think positive and good thoughts in morning. Good morning my special friend.
We are not close in distance, we are not near in miles. But our sweet texts can touch our hearts and our thoughts can bring us a soothing smile. Good morning my friend.
It’s another beautiful day in our lives and we haven’t stopped thinking about each other. Good morning my friend. You are my first thought in the morning!
My mom always taught me to always start the day with a good thought. That is why I am thinking of good friends like you. Good morning.
They say that friendship is like the fuel for life. As the morning began, I thought of you my dear friend and realized how lucky I am to have you in my life.
I don’t know what is more romantic – the thought of meeting you soon or the dream I had about you last night. Good morning.
Good morning handsome! The thought of being in your arms is the only thing keeping me warm this morning.
Our thoughts turn into actions and our actions create who we are. Always remind yourself where you want to be or who you want to be.
Everything in your life is dictated by you. Be who you want to be. Think positive thoughts and great things will happen to you.
Life is too important to be taken seriously.
What goes around, comes around. Keep your circle positive. Speak good words. Think good thoughts. Do good deeds.
Thoughts lead on to purposes; purposes go forth in action; actions form habits; habits decide character; and character fixes our destiny.
To arrive at a contradiction is to confess an error in one’s thinking; to maintain a contradiction is to abdicate one’s mind and to evict oneself from the realm of reality.
To achieve, you need thought. You have to know what you are doing and that’s real power.
I’d always thought the world was a wish-granting factory.
We write our names in the sand: and then the waves roll in and wash them away.
I never thought I’d land in pictures with a face like mine.
To a poet every curve of her was a well place word.
Poetry is composing, you are writing words to move the world like music.
