You must be a thief coz you stole my heart. You must be tired coz you''re always running through my mind. And maybe I''m a bad shooter coz I keep missing you.
My heart taught me that missing someone is a
very real ache. It comes from a place where
another heart has touched my own and left a
permanent imprint.
"SHIKWA"
Mere tarapney ka sabab na puch a dost. koi be-reham mere armano ka soda kar ke chala gaya. Hum ne to her sukoon us ki mohabbat mein luta dia. Koi be-dard mujh se aisi jafa karke chala gaya. Mot ke saahil pe hr saans qaza ki muntazir hai. Mohabbat mein aisi koi hum se wafa kar ke chala gaya.
