They Say

They Say
They Say
"u Can Win Over ur Enemy By Love"

Bt

I Say
"Love Is D Biggest Enemy Of Life Wen It Hurts"
  

Jun, 12 2010     107 chars (1 sms)     3022 views       Love

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The essence of true love is not finding a perfect lover but loving an imperfect person perfectly.


Find ARMS that will HOLD u at ur WEAKEST
EYES that will SEE u at ur UGLIEST
HEART that will LOVE u at ur WORST
If u’ve found it, u’ve found LOVE

Love lives on hope,

and dies when hope is dead;

It is a flame

which

sinks for

lack of fuel.
Love is when all you care about is that one person no one could hurt you more and yet no one can make you happier.
"The best thing about loving and being hurt is that you get to know what true love really is. For as gold is tested in fire, and so will love be perfected in pain."
tum ko bhul jain bhi tu kaise.
tum ko satain bhi tu kaise.
tum tu wo khushbo ho jo meri sanson main basti hai.
khud ki sansoon ko tarpain bhi tu kaise.
aaj
ke
baad
mujhe
call
mat
karna
na
sms
karna
baat
bhi
mat
karna
milne
ki
koshis h
to
bilkul
mat
karna
kyuki
doctor
ne
mu jhe
sweet
chizo
se
dur
rehne
ko
bola
hai
They say everything happens for a reason, im left here still trying to figure out the reason you came and left so fast...
it was totally pointless, im just left here completely heartbroken. . . :(
They Say Move On

N That Is What Exactly I Do
I Start Remembering Of Your Caring Hug
Of Your Gentle Kiss
Your Lovely Style Of Talking
Moving On To Every Word
That Reminds Me Of You
The Very You
N Then I Find I Have Moved On To A New Day
I Find Another Chance To Love You,In My Own Way
''''FaCt Of LiFe''''
When u StaRt CarRiNg AbOuT YOURSELF
You StaRt LoViNg SOMEBODY . . .
BuT
WhEn YoU StArT CaRiNg AbOuT OTHERS
SOMEBODY StArTs LoViNg U . . .
Your sms is my

gulab jamun.

Your miss call is my

rasmalai.

Your call is my

Rasgulla.

So,always

"KEEP MY SWEET DISH BOX FULL."

so i am waiting for the ''SWEETS''

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Love is a symbol of eternity. . . .
It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning
And
All fear of an end. . .