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.
We are all a little weird and life''s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
It breaks your heart, to see the one you love is happy with someone else.........
but..
its more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you........
Your Heart Was Frozen With The Endless Suffering
It Became So Hard Like A Rock
No Tear Can Melt It
No Fear Can Shake It
But My Love. . . I Still LOVE Your Frozen Heart
When I say I love you,
It doesn’t mean just 3 words of love,
It means I care for you,
I trust u,
I believe you,
I miss you,
Love sometimes changes some moment
And sometimes WHOLE LIFE...;->
"Hum Ko GaLi Main dekh kar Khud Ko Chupa Lia,
jane ye DUSHMANO ne usay kia sikha diya,
ghar us ne kia banaya MASJID k samne....
CHAHAT ne us ki hum ko NAMAZI bana diya"
