without love days are

without love days are
without love days are:-
sunday - sadday

monday - moanday

tuesday - tearsday

wednesday - wasteday

thursday - thirstday

friday - frightday

saturday - shatterday
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Jun, 12 2010     203 chars (2 sms)     3170 views       Love

more Love SMS Messages

when I see u I feel I care 4u
when I kiss u I feel I miss u all the time
when I hug u I feel I need u
when I touch u I feel this is the end of my life
and now Im thinking of u I feel that I luv u more than ever I do
thats y I think of u all the time


-!- lOve nEveR diEs -!-
Kbhi Agr Tm Dua Me Kisi Ko Mango,

Phr Wo Tm Ko Na Mile To,

Ye Jan Lo K Kahin Koi Or Tmhe Apne RUB Se Mang Rha Hy,

Or Uski Mhbt Mai Tm Se Zyada SHIDDAT Hai.
With every cut i make another feet i dig down deep,
bury me there with all the tears i weep.
fill it with my sorrows & all the blood i''ve shed..
Go on hurt me,kill me..let death be my eternal bed !!
Love Is Like A Little Old Woman And A Little Old Man
Who Are Still Friends Even After
They Know Each Other So Well..

Its True Love..
So Many Ways To Say



"I LOVE U"


But Not Enough

Words In The

World To Say

"How Much?"
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..
Story:
1 Din Ek Pagal Lrki Phulon Se Khel Rahi Thi

Halke Halke Baaten Kar K Phulon Ko Bosay De K..

Shayad Kuch Soch Rahi Thi..
Yakayak 1 Kantay Ne Aa K Us K Honton Ko Zakham Bakhsha

Usne Phulon Ko Hata K Kante Ko Muthi Mai Le Kar
PYAR Se Thora Chuma

Shayad Wo Jan Gai Thi PYAR K Badle Yehi Milega.../
Ye Shart-e-Mohabbat bhi Ajab hy ,
Main Pura Utroon to woh Miyar badal Deta hai ...........!!!!
Birds dat live in a lake will fly away when d lake dries up. But lotus that grows in d same lake will die with d lake, dats d commitment in LOVE.
WO mujhay choor gya hay
y baat tu sach hay
magar baat hay ruswai ki
WO jhan khain bhi gya
loat kay meray hi pas aya
ik yahi baat achhai hay meray harjai ki
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet


~ William Shakespeare ~
love is a constant battle between heart and mind
true love is when they agree.