How u deal with

How u deal with
How u deal with Love is how u deal with yourself,
and all our hearts feel t he same pains and joys as you,

even if our lives and ways are different..
  

Jun, 12 2010     154 chars (1 sms)     2263 views       Love

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The Roads Are Lovely, Dark And Deep

But I Have Promises To Keep

And Miles To Go Before I Sleep

And Miles To Go Before I Sleep . . .
Mujhe aaj bhi uski Bepanaah mohabat rone nahi deti "Faraz",
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Jo kehta tha "meri jaan nikal jayegi tere aansu girne se pehle".
When it rains, you dont see the sun, but its there.
Hope we can be like that.
We dont always see each other,
but we will always be there for one another
TUM SE KABHI KUCH KEHNAY KI HIMMAT NA HUI.
TUM KO BHULANEY KI BHI KABHI KOSHISH NA HUI.
TUM SAY MOHABBAT THI, HAI AUR RAHEGII
HAMESHA,
PAR TUM SE IZHAAR KARNE KI KABHI ULFAT NA HUI.
KEHTEIN HAIN LOG KE PYAAR KO AANKHON SAY BHI BYAAN KIYA JAA SAKTA HAI,
PAR TUM KO KABHI MERI AANKHON MAIN DEKHNAY KI FURSAT NA HUI.
MERAY PYAAR KA MAZAAK BANA KAR IK HASEE MAIN TO URADIYA,
PAR MERAY AANSOON KO DEKHNAY KI KABHI JURRAT NA HUI.
i have liked many,
but loved very few,
yet no one has been,
as sweet as you,
i am the stand and,
wait woprld''s longest que,
just for the pleasure,
of a moment with you.
If The Ppl We Love Are Stolen From Us

The Way To Have Them Live On, Is To Remeber Them

Buildings Burn , People Dies

But

Real Love Is Forever
"Love is good in feeling, even if you are always being hurt. It is better to be hurt by love than not loving at all".
You''re the shoulder I lean on,
the hand that I hold,
The eyes with the message
That never grows old,
The smile that is part of
Each warm memory -
You''re everything special
That means love to me.
Wen U Live For

A Strong Purpose,

Then Hard

Work Isn’t An Option.

It’S A NeCeSsity
When I pray I don’t see God, but I know he listens
As such, When I SMS U I don’t see you,
but I know you think of me and Smiles.
I took All The Pain Killers
Coz I Wanted To Wash Away My Pain
But One Thought Of U
And It Hurts All Over Again. . .
I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul

I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do

I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life