Once you have

Once you have
Once you have loved, You will always love. For
what''s in your mind may escape, but what''s in
your heart will remain forever. There is no
instinct like that of the heart.
  

Jun, 12 2010     175 chars (2 sms)     2767 views       Love

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What Is Love. . .
It''s A Blind Devotion, Unquestioned Self-Humiliatio,
Utter Submission, Trust And Beleif Against Yoursel
And
Against The Whole WorldGiving Up Your Whole Heart And Soul To The Smiter. . .
I never knew a love
A love that could be sweeter
No matter what my mind says
Your music gives me fever
The moment that we danced
Your arms felt like a cradle
And when you took my hand
I was no longer able
It never felt so right before
I need to be with you much more
I can''t believe this kind of fate
We can runaway...
Is it love?
To Kill An Enemy
You Required A Sword Or A Gun

But

To Kill A Loved One
Just Being Silent Is Enough

Remember !!
Never Try To Do That... (:
Everythin In Life Cant Make U Happy.

Everythin In Day Cant Make U Satisfied.

But

There''s 1 Thing Wich Makes U Feel Nice,

Tht''s Love 4 U In Some1''s Eyes.
ekh ke wo muje tera palke juka dena,
yaad bahut aye tera muskura dena,
kese bhulau wo sari bate, wo mithi rate, wo mulakate
Love doesn''t grow on trees like apples in Eden
It''s something you have to make
And you must use your imagination too. . .
Missed call to ek bahana hai, Irada to aapka ek lamha churana he,
Aap chahe humse baat karo ya na
karo,
Aap ki yadon mein humara ana jana
hai..
tumhe har safar ka kinara milega,
chamakta hua har sitara milega,
aayegi chehre par pyari si muskan,
sms tumhe jab hamara milega
See there''s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest,
your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo.
It''s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me. . .
'''' Why Do I Love You ???

Because

You Are
And
Always Have Been
My DREAM ... '''' (:
An Act Ov LUV That Fails
Is Just As Much A Part Of The Divine Life
As An Act Of Love That Succeeds
For LUV Is
Measured By Fulness
Not By Reception
Love lives on hope,

and dies when hope is dead;

It is a flame

which

sinks for

lack of fuel.