Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
Sabub Judai Ka Kuch To Batao Mujhay Phir Chahay Dil-O-Jaan Say Satao Mujhay Chalo Ye Mana K Fursat Nahe Tumhay Magar Ye Lazim To Nahe K Bhool He Jao Mujhay
I never felt true love until I was with you,
I never felt true sadness until you left me.
When we broke up I think you took half of my heart with you,
You took the half I need the most..,
Because the half you left is the half that only loves you. . .
JINKE SAAYE MEIN KABHI CHAHTE THE GUJAARNA ZINDAGI,
AAJ UNKI YAADON SE BHAG RAHEN HAIN,
KAHIN SOTEY HUE WO KHWAB ME NA AA JAYEN,
IS DARR SE KAYI RAATON SE HUM JAAG RAHE HAIN
"My voice is too soft for you to hear.
My actions are too weak for you to see.
But if you would only listen carefully,
you''ll hear the sound of my heart
that says from now ''til forever,
I''ll always be here...."
Love Is When
You''re in love with
someone,
You''ve no need to say
"good-bye", because
You''re always in Each
Others Heart ...
Staying Forever There .. :)
