Love Is Like A Flower

Love Is Like A Flower
Love Is Like A Flower. . . Give It Time. . . Patience And Lots Of Tender Loving Care And Watch As It Blooms Into Something Wonderful. . .
  

Jun, 14 2010     138 chars (1 sms)     2906 views       Love

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How do you spell love?... when you reach the point where the happiness, security, and development of another person is as much of a driving force to you as your own happiness, security, and development, then you have a mature love. True love is spelled G-I-V-E. It is not based on what you can get, but rooted in what you can give to the other person.
Ek bewafa ko na aya humari wafa ka YAKEEN
Hum ne kaha hum mar jayein gay aur uss ne kaha AMEEN
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
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and
pain to my heart. Joy from being with you,
being filled with an emotion so deep and
tender that no other feeling can compare.
Pain from knowing that I''m so in love, that
I''m more vulnerable than I''ve ever
Love is when all you care about is that one person no one could hurt you more and yet no one can make you happier.
Jara toh aankh khule..Hum hosh me toh aaye.
Hum apne aap me toh aaye.
Hazaar sajde kiye raat-raat bhar hum,
Jo dil saaf na ho..
Kya jamee pe noor aaye..!!
When U Need SomeOne To b Beside U And NoOne Is Arround Just Gaze Up In The Sky
U Mite Not SEE Me But Be Sure That We Are Under The Same Sky . . .
TUM SE KABHI KUCH KEHNAY KI HIMMAT NA HUI.
TUM KO BHULANEY KI BHI KABHI KOSHISH NA HUI.
TUM SAY MOHABBAT THI, HAI AUR RAHEGII
HAMESHA,
PAR TUM SE IZHAAR KARNE KI KABHI ULFAT NA HUI.
KEHTEIN HAIN LOG KE PYAAR KO AANKHON SAY BHI BYAAN KIYA JAA SAKTA HAI,
PAR TUM KO KABHI MERI AANKHON MAIN DEKHNAY KI FURSAT NA HUI.
MERAY PYAAR KA MAZAAK BANA KAR IK HASEE MAIN TO URADIYA,
PAR MERAY AANSOON KO DEKHNAY KI KABHI JURRAT NA HUI.
i have liked many,
but loved very few,
yet no one has been,
as sweet as you,
i am the stand and,
wait woprld''s longest que,
just for the pleasure,
of a moment with you.
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.
My love for you is like water,
Falling countless…
The beating of my heart,
For you is so heavy and soundless,
The feeling of being in your arm is so
Precious and endless.
I Only Wish To Be The Fountain Of Love

From Which You Drink,

Every Drop Promising Eternal Passion.