Walk is easy
But walkng alone is tough
Being loved by some1 is secure
But loving some1 is insecure
Being missed by some1 is nice
But to miss some1 is painful...
What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
Kiun apki khamoshi hume khamosh kar jati hai.
kiun apki udasi hume udas kar jati hai..
kia rishta hai ap ka or humara !
Jo apki yad har pal aati hai...
The Hardest Part Of Missing Friends Isn''t Thier Absence, It''s When U Think Of All Those Good Times And Ask Yourself. Will Those MomenTs ever Happen Again....!!!