Long after moments of closeness have passed,
A part of you remains with me
And warms the places your hands have touched
And hastens my heart for your return.
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.
love is a divine feeling....
But when u lost luv u r lost...
love is the strongest untagible thing..
A weapon that makes u strong n can hurt more than a bullet
wo muhabat hai meri koi majbori to nahi wo mjhy chahy ya mil jay zarori to nahi ya kia km hai k basa hai meri ankho ma wo rahy meri nazro k samany ya zarori to nahi
