Loving is a feeling

Loving is a feeling
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and
pain to my heart. Joy from being with you,
being filled with an emotion so deep and
tender that no other feeling can compare.
Pain from knowing that I''m so in love, that
I''m more vulnerable than I''ve ever
  

Jun, 12 2010     258 chars (2 sms)     2967 views       Love

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If a raindrop would mean … I love you and you would ask me how much I love you , i bet you that it would rain all day !
If Love is Water
I will give you rivers and oceans
.
If Love is Space
I will give you the whole Universe
.
If heat is your Love
I wish the Sun beside me
u cant wrap love in a box,

but u can wrap a person in a hug.

A hug charms,warms

and makes everyone happy.

That must be why God gave us arms.

So here is a hug 4 u.
I hv a pair of eyes bt cant C u evryday,

i hv a pair of ears bt cant hear u evrytym,

bt i hv Heart dat Luvs u evrytym,

n says i luv u.
Yaad karne ke liye koi cheez chaiye,
Aap nahi to aapki tasvir chaiye.
Par tasvir aapki hamara dil behla na sakegi,
Kyonki yeh aapki tarah muskura na sakegi
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot...

who calls you back when you hang up on him...

who will stay awake just to watch you sleep...

wait for the guy who kisses your forehead...

who holds your hand in front of his friends...

this is Love ,true love will knock on your heart Anytime...
Try to love someone who you want to hate, because they are just like you, somewhere inside, in a way you may never expect, in a way that resounds so deeply within you that you cannot believe it.
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away
And
All the things I want to say can find no voice.
Then,
In silence,
I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart . . .
You know you are in love when you cant fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don''t know how to replenish it''s source.

It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds;

it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
If Bird Fell In Love With A Fish , Where Would They Live ?

Who Keeps The Fin , Who Loses Its Wings

That''s An Irony ... But That Is How Cruel

Yet Poetic Love Can be
How can you tell the sun not to shine, when clouds exist. How can you ask leaves not to fall when wind exists. How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.