I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul
I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do
I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life
Aapki yad na aaye to hum bewafa, Aap bulao aur na aaye to hum bewafa,
Hume maarne k liye khanjar ki zarurat nahi,1bar nazar fer lo, na mar jaye
to hum bewafa
Missing some1 gets easier everyday
because even though you are one day further
from the last time you saw them
you are one day closer to the next time you will
When My Father Hates Me
I Never Think To Die
When My Frnds Hate Me Inever Think To Die
But...
When My Lover Said That Now She Hate Me
I Thought To Die.Why
How Does A Stranger Becomes That Much Close To My Heart
Ive got ur bak & uve got mine. ill help u out netime.2 see u hurt 2 see u cry. makes me weep & wanna die. ill b right here til d end. cuz ur my love & my best friend.
