I was arranging [after ages of procrastinating!!] the bookshelf at my place today and my eyes fell on the school "slambook". And my hands naturally followed and i quickly re-read the book. Some lines written by a pal in that book, left an impression [from the time i first read it].
"Never hurt a heart that likes you
Never give it needless pain
For a heart that likes you , is like a flower
That will never bloom again"