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
Can I say I love you today? If not, can I ask you again tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow? And the day after that? Coz I''ll be loving you every single day of my life.
Woh bewafa hamara imtihaan kya legi,
milengi nazron se nazar toh nazar jhuka legi,
use meri kapar p diya jalane ko math kehna,
woh nadaan hain doston apna haath jala legi...!!
WO mujhay choor gya hay y baat tu sach hay magar baat hay ruswai ki WO jhan khain bhi gya loat kay meray hi pas aya ik yahi baat achhai hay meray harjai ki
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Once you have loved, You will always love. For
what''s in your mind may escape, but what''s in
your heart will remain forever. There is no
instinct like that of the heart
