A relationship is like a rose,
How long it lasts, no one knows;
Love can erase an awful past,
Love can be yours, you''ll see at last;
To feel that love, it makes you sigh;
To have it leave, you''d rather die;
You hope you''ve found that special rose,
Cause you love and care for the one you chose.
– Rob Cella
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
If V Discovrd Tht V
Only Had 5 Mins Left 2
Say All Dat V Wantd 2
Say. Evry Telephone
Booth Wud b Ocupied
By Ppl Calling Other Ppl
2 Stammer That They
LUVD Them ... (:
Yuhi ter pyaar mein behekne ko ji chahata hai,
tere saath saath chalkar zindagi bitane ko ji chahata hai,
tum ho door par tumhari yaadein dil mein hai,
isi tarha roz un yaadon mein machalne ko ji chahata hai
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.
Kuch Umer Ki Pehli Manzil Thi, …. Kuch Raste Thay Anjan Buhat, …. Kuch Ham Bhi Pagal Thay Lekin, …. Kuch Wo Bhi Thay Nadan Buhat, …. Kuch Usne Bhi Na Samjhaya, …. Yeh Piyar Nahi Aasan Buhat, …. Aakhir Hamne Bhi Khail Liya, …. Jis Khail Mein Thay Nuqsan Buhat
few months ago i closed my eyes nd saw u in my dreams
i saw how carin n luvin u were a few days before
if dis is the way to c u close to me
then i wish my eyes would close forever......
