"life is nothing..

"life is nothing..
"life is nothing..
to love is something...

To love and beloved is everthing!!!""
  

Jun, 12 2010     85 chars (1 sms)     3232 views       Love

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Koi kehta hai pyar ek tarah ka nasha hai,

koi kehta hai pyar ek tarah ki saza hai.

Par me kehta hu pyar karo agar sacche dil se

to pyar jine ki ek aur wajah hai.
Love is the only thing u can''t control, once it is in your heart & soul.
Luv May Tke Long

But It Wil Alwys Tke U

2 Wer U Belong...

Juz Hold On &

Enjoy D Journey...

No Nid 2 Hurry

Coz Ur Heart Wil Know...

Wen Its Finaly Home.
2 Teardrops Were Flowing Down Da River 1 Said 2 Da Other
Im D Teardrop Of A Grl Who Lovd&Nevr Expresed
Who R U?





I''m D Tear Drp Of D Boy Who Was Waitin 4 Her!
Love

Its
Sumthng
U can''t describe
Like
D Buty
Of a rose,
D
Smell
Of d rain
& D
feeling
forever.....
"WORDS"
&
"HEARTS"
Shud B Handeled Carefully . . .

B''coz

Words When "SPOKEN"
&
Hearts When "BROKEN"

Are Hardest Thing To Repair. . .
A loving relationship is one in which the loved one is free to be himself - to laugh with me, but never at me; to cry with me, but never because of me; to love life, to love himself, to love being loved. Such a relationship is based upon freedom and can never grow in a jealous heart
Love.......y does it hurt?
y does it pain?
may b bcoz we love sum1 too much and too deep
that lwe forget to keep a little love for ourselves
Tum jab say mile ho yeh duniya janat hay
Tumhain yon chahtay rehna hi bus meri ibadat hay
Na janay q nahi laga mujay dar is zamanay say
Suna hai pyar karnay walo ki aesi hi fitrat hay
Meray mehboob agar koi laga day mujh ko sooli bhi
Meri mayyat bhi bolay gi mujhay tum say mohabbat hay
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.
Utra hai mere dil me koyi chand nagar se

Ab Khauff nahi koyi andhero ke safar se

Wo baat hai tumme ke koyi tum sa nahi hai

Ke kaash koyi dekhe tumhe meri nazar se !
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.