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.
Under the sea, there lays a rock. In the rock, there is an envelope. In the envelope, there is a paper. On the paper, there are 3 words... 'I Miss You'
I always knew that looking back on my tears would someday make me
laugh, but I never knew that looking back on my laughter would
someday make me cry. Miss you.
Sapno se dil lagane ki aadat nahi rahi,
har waqt muskurane ki aadat nahi rahi,
ye soch ke ki koi manaane nahi aayega,
ab hume rooth jaane ki aadat nahi rahi
