If I am Pressed To

If I am Pressed To
If I am Pressed To Say Why I Loved Her,

I Feel It Can Only Be Explained By Replying

'' Because It was She,Because It Was Me...
  

Jun, 12 2010     133 chars (1 sms)     3066 views       Love

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Till I Die Or Till She Understand
Dat Something Is Wrong
Which Makes Us Feel Sad
Dats The Day Wen I Can Say Happily Dat
Nothings Wrong
Its You And Me Once More
Those Who Can Live Without Love

Are Not Ready

For The World Of Aspiration.
Measured by miles u r far away; Measured by thought u r closest today; Measured by eyes I didn''t find u with me, but when measured by heart u r found inside.
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... (:
Love the people who luv you

coz

They like something in you, develop it
Luv the people who hate you because they hate something in you,
change it... |''!''|
Love is Pure
Love is Sure
Love is sweet poison
that Doctors can"t cure
True Love Is When
Everything In the World Is Going Wrong,
All U Have To Do Is Look At That Special Persom
And
Suddenly
Everything In The World Is Right Again . . .
It would be the perfect crime....
If i stole your heart
and you stole mine.

Let make it short and simple

I really LOVE you.
Muddat se door the hum tum,
ek zamane ke baad milna acha laga.
sagar se gehra laga aapka pyar,
tairna to aata tha par doobna acha laga....
Like Moon in the sky,
u r living in my eye,
In my heart love u high
For ur sake ready to die..
MujhE AadaT Nahi HaR aeK pE mAr
MitNe Ki
\
~> ayE DostO
/
uSmE bAaT hi KuCh Aesi tHi Ke DiLnE SocHnE ki Bhi MoHLaT Na Di.
We all want to fall in love. . .

Why. . ?

Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, and hour, an afternoon. But that doesn''t diminish its value. Because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives. . .