Things base and

Things base and
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

~ William Shakespeare ~
  

Jun, 12 2010     206 chars (2 sms)     3617 views       Love

more Love SMS Messages

You Hurt Me More Than I Deserve,

How Can U Be So Cruel?

I LOVE U More Than U Deserve,

Why Am I Such A Fool?
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
Mosam shabab ka,
Nasha sharab ka,
Parda janab ka or rang gulab ka,
in sabme haseen , in sabme Lajawab dekho SMS padne wala "Chehara Janab ka."
U know who is the best couple in the world??

Smile and tears..

Rarely they are seen 2gether,

but when they are together its the best moment of the life..
I will make love my greatest weapon and none on who I call can defend against its force... My love will melt all hearts liken to the sun whose rays soften the coldest day
if tears Colud Bulid A StairWay,
And Memories A Lane,
I''d Walk Right Up to heaven
And Bring You Home Again....
Forever Means Forever... And Not Just A Couple Of Days... You Promised Me Forever... But Forever Didn''t Stay... Once You Said You Loved Me, But I Guess That Was A Lie... Never Say Forever... Cause Forever Makes Me Cry.
One Of The Best Love Quote Ever Said:

I Have Written Her Name

On My Heart

Because God Didn''t Write Her Name

In My Destiny.
"Luv Is Not Made

By The Time...!


Its Made With Perso

(U)

With Whom

The Time Is Spent"...! :-)
I m feeling so happy, do u know why? cuz i m so lucky, do u know how? cuz God loves me.Do u know how? cuz he gave me a gift. Do u know what? its YOU my love
eyes without tears,tears without love,love without a care,a care without a heart,a heart without beat,a beat without u,u without me.now how could that be possible?
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.