Lovely thought

Lovely thought
"Lovely thought"
Agar apke paas pyar he,
to duniya me or kisi ki zarurat nahi,
or agar pyar nahi he to,
apke paas kuch bhi ho sab bekar hai.
  

Jun, 12 2010     145 chars (1 sms)     2695 views       Love

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Love Sometimes Denied

Sometimes Lost

Sometimes Unrecognized

But

In The End

Always Found Wid No Regrets

Forever Valued And Kept Treasured . . .
if i could stop time i would stop it
every time you looked at me, smiled at me,
waved at me, or hugged me,
just so the moment could last a little longer.
Good days come often,

Bad days do too,


But the best days only come when

I’m with you.
Can''t Say How I feel, Can''t tell If My Heart Would Heal,
But I Always Knew From The Start I never Really Had your heart.
So Leave me, Now before I Cry.The pain Is Too Much to Say Goodbye,
but Always Remember Each Tear I Shed is an I love You Left Unsaid..
A REFLECTION OF OUR LUV.. ..

itz d perfect tym for both of ud 2 b 2gether wid each other for hourz n hourz.. quitly celebrating d tym we have spent in d shelter of luv care n affection n hand in hand strengthning our bond forver n ever.. ..
Cheat and love
but dont love and cheat,
Think and love
but dont love and think
Break the heart and love
but don''t love and break the heart
Dnt ever leave the one u love for the one u like,

because the one u like will leave u for the one they love...
People Meet By Chance !!

Dey Spend Sweet Times 2gether.

Den God Apart Them

Not 2 End The Story,

But 2 C How Much Dey Need Each Other
v often don xpress our feelings coz of loosing in a relationship

but often v loose a beautiful relationship coz of not xpressing our feelings
tupash say bach kay ghataaoon mein beth jatay hain
gay huwaoon ki sadaaoon mein beth jatay hain
hum irdgird kay mousam say jab bee ghabraa jain
tery kial ki chaoon mein beth jatay hain.....
"To be in love is merely to be In a state of perpetual anesthesia: To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god Or an ordinary young woman for a goddess."
aa jaye kisi din tu aisa bhe nahin lagta
lekan woh tera wada jhoota bhe nahin lagta
milta hy sakoon dil ko us yaar k koochay main
har roz magar jana acha bhe nahin lagta
dekha hy tujhy jab se bechain bhut hy dil
kahny ko koi tujh se rishta bhe nhi lagta
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.