Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
I have liked many but loved very few.yet no-one has been as sweet as u.I''d stand and wait in the worlds longest queue just for the pleasure of a moment with u.
Im happy to wait for u.. when u say " im busy, wait", Im happy to wait for u knowing that you wil never turn back.. Im happy to wait even when you dont know that i was waiting for u... Im still waiting......for u to say " I Love You.." ??
Luv not one, Luv not two Luv d one who luvs u true,
Luv not three, Luv not four Luv d one who luvs u more,
Luv not five, Luv not six Luv d one who really sticks,
Luv not seven, Luv not eight Luv d one who really waits.
Sometime we must build walls around our heart, not just to be safe from being hurt, but to find out who cares enough to break them down and enter your heart.
“I Love Walking in Rain
So That No One Can See My Tears”,
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It’s a Bit Old One
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. Do You Know The Latest One??
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“I Love Walking in Any Season,
Because
Petrol is Now "78 INR" Per Litre”.
