My love you know

My love you know
My love, you know you are my best friend.

You know that I''d do anything for you

And my love, let nothing come between us.

My love for you is strong and true.
  

Jun, 12 2010     168 chars (2 sms)     2699 views       Love

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JINKE SAAYE MEIN KABHI CHAHTE THE GUJAARNA ZINDAGI,
AAJ UNKI YAADON SE BHAG RAHEN HAIN,
KAHIN SOTEY HUE WO KHWAB ME NA AA JAYEN,
IS DARR SE KAYI RAATON SE HUM JAAG RAHE HAIN
"To be in love is merely to be In a state of perpetual anesthesia: To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god Or an ordinary young woman for a goddess."
dont care so much
i may get used to it
dont cum so near
i may not detach frm it
dont put so much faith
i cant handle it
dont touch me d way u did
i may not get over it
dont start sumthin i wont b able to END.. ..
It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is the most painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let the person know how you feel.
Rose Is Famous For Grace.
Advocate Is Famous For His Case.
Horses r Famous For Race.
But u Are Famous For Smile On Your
Face.
So keep smiling sweetheart........
To be Romantic Is Quite Simply To Allow Yourself To Fall In Love

All Of Life

&

Experience It Fully, Openly, Passionately & Purposefully
Unke Ikrar Ka Intezar Hai Mujhe,
Jane Q Unse Pyaar Hai Mujhe,
Ae Khuda Kab Ayega Wo Hassen PaL,
Jab Wo Kahenge Aapse Pyaar Hai
Mujhe...
Short but deep quote:
.
Do u want happiness in life.?
Follow this..
.
"Never be beggers of love, always be doners of love"
Meri dunya main beshak andhera rahe
Tere lab pe hansi ka basera rahe
Phool khiltay rahen tere 4ron taraf
Tere har simt khushbu ka daaira rahe
Zindagi main teri shaam aaye nahi
Ek chamakta damakta saweera rahe
Tu mere sang ho ye zaroori nhi
Bas tu jahan b rahe sirf mera rahe.
I cant help it,my heart beats faster,
my knees get weak,my stomach hurts
& I can hardly breathe!
ech & every moment feels brand new
In short,Im crazy 4U!
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.
Wo muskura rahe hai hume tanha chod kar,

Kiye huye saare waado ko tod kar.

Unke siva kahi dil lagta bhi nahi,

Ab kya karenge hum apne toote huye dil ko jod kar