Why Do I Love You

Why Do I Love You
'''' Why Do I Love You ???

Because

You Are
And
Always Have Been
My DREAM ... '''' (:
  

Jun, 12 2010     94 chars (1 sms)     2693 views       Love

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RabT_e RooH TooT Sa JaTa Hy sHab K Os Pehar
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JaB WaJd KrtI HaiN Teri YaDeN mErE Khwabun Ki Cha0kht pE
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Love doesn''t grow on trees like apples in Eden
It''s something you have to make
And you must use your imagination too. . .
"I wished for nothing beyond her smile, and to walk with her thus, hand in hand, along a sun-warmed, flower-bordered path."
U learn to like someone when u find out what makes them laugh....but u can never truly love someone until u find out what makes them cry....
The heart doesn''t forget

those special people

for whom it cares,

though daily struggle of life

puts us a bit apart,

u r remembrd always

by this HEART.
Just as the wind dances in my hair, as the ocean massages
my thoughts, as the sun blankets me in happiness, and as
the earth travels with me across universal challenges,
so all the elements of your love fill my life.
When time comes for u to give ur heart to someone,
make sure u select someone who will never break ur heart,
cuz broken hearts has never spare parts
~~ Ek Bhegi Hui Si Raat Mile ~~
~ Us Raat Me Tera Haath Miley ~
~~ Terey Lab Se Tapken Jo Bondien ~~
~~ Unhien Merey Laboon Ka Saath Miley ~~
~~ Kuch Tum Bhi Behkey Behkey Se Kuch Mujhpe Nasha Sa Tari Ho ~~
~ Her Pal Mien Chaey Madhosi ~
~~ Ek Aisi Raat Hamari Ho ~~
~~ Phir Tum Aao Meri Bahoon Me ~~
~~ Mien Piyar Keron Tujhey Jee Bhar Ke ~~
~~ Tum Mujhse Thora Sharma Jao ~~
~ Sharma Ke Galey Se Lag Jao ~
~~ Mien Jitna Tumko Piyar Keroon ~~
~~ Tum Itna Betab Ho Jao ~~
~~ Hamien Piyar Ke Kuch Lamhat Milien ~~
~~ Ek Bhegi Hui Si Raat Miley ~~
Three things cant be hidden
1. coughing
2. sneezing
and
LOVE
...Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or Bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth''s unknown, although his height be taken.
-- William Shakespeare
Remember me like pressed flower in ur Notebook.
It may not b having any fragrance,
but will remind u of my existence 4ever in ur life...
Love is like a hunter,
who cares not for the game
when once caught,
which he may have pursued
with the most intense
and breathless eagerness.
Love is strongest in pursuit;
friendship in possession.