If I were to descirbe

If I were to descirbe
If I were to descirbe true love then i would descirbe it as what a snow man did to a snow women,
hegave her warm hug & they both melted in each others arms...!
  

Jun, 12 2010     161 chars (2 sms)     3308 views       Love

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Each Day ...

"I Love You More"

"Today"
More Than
"Yesterday"

And

Less Than
"Tomorrow" ... :)
I am standing alone in the crowd,
Surrounded by people & music so loud.
My loneliness vanishes in a while,
As I think of U & Ur lovely smile.
True love is not measured in hugs and kisses, but in struggles and fears, and those who can work though those...they possess true love
When I Met You First, I Knew

Its Never Going To Be The Same

When You Met Me Last,

I Knew Its Never Going To Be The Same
Simple truth of present:
if u dont want to know whats pain,
don't love anyone truely.

If someone loves you truly,
never show them whats pain.
~Author Unknown
SomeTimes . . .
I Wanna Cry . . . But When I Remember
All Good Moments That
I Had By Your Side. . .
I Feel Better . . .
This Remind Me That You’ve Changed My Whole Life
feel good when some one miss u
feel better when some one love u
but
feel best when some one never forget u
Someone Asked Shakespeare:
“U Married A Girl Elder Than U, Why?”

He Showed Him A Calendar N Said
“A Week Has 7 Days;
...Can U Say Which Day Is Younger,
Either Sunday Or Saturday ??

So, Love Comes From Heart Not In Age”
Love Has No Age.

-MORAL:
Senior Girls R Also Available For Boys:P
You must be a good runner
because you are always running in my mind,
you must be a good thief
because you have stolen my heart,
and i am always a bad shooter
because I Miss You Always...
You Can Hide Alot …
Behind A SMILE

A
B r o k e n
H e a r t

S h a t t e r e d
D r e a m s

L o n g i n g
D e s i r e s …
Shaam bhi udas hogi raat bhi udas hogi,Kafan me lipti meri laash hogi...
Ae dafna ke janewalon unse keh do,Qabar me bhi unki tasvir mere saath
hogi....
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.