Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.

— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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