As I feel the tear

As I feel the tear
As I feel the tear go down my cheek,
I notice that my heart is weak,
For the love I have for you,
Will always be gold and true,
I have made some mistakes, they rest in the past,
But know my love will always last,
Even though we are a distance apart,
You always have the key to my heart.
  

Jun, 14 2010     294 chars (2 sms)     2637 views       Love

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U Dont Love Me But I Love U...... i m just for u my Love
Accidents do happen.
i slip- i trip- i stumble-
i fall & usually i dont care at all.
but now i dont know what to do
cos i slipped and fell in love with u
In front of the person u love,

ur heart beats faster.

But in front of the

person u like,

u get happy
Love is an energy - it can neither be created
nor destroyed. It just is and always will be,
giving meaning to life and direction to goodness...
Love will never die....
Jab humne unse pucha sapna kya hota hai to unhone kaha band aankho mein jo apna hota hai khuli aankhon mein wahi sapna hota hai.....!!!!
I Love To Walk In The Rain,
Cause No One Can Feel My Pain.
No One Can See Me Cry,
Cause Tears Mix With Them And Finally Die.
Great love quote:

BOY- Dear,

Why u always hurt me & break my heart?

Girk- I alwys use to break ur heart to just replace my heart there...
LoVe PlUs

ThE fUn In ToGeThEr ...

ThE sAd In ApaRt ...

ThE hOpE iN
tOmOrRoW ...

tHe JoY iN hEaRt ... :-|
If the people we love are stolen away from us
the only way to have them live on is to never stop lovin"them.
Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever...
I’ll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you

I’ll be there for you
I’d live and I’d die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can’t say what a love can do
I’ll be there for you
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away
And
All the things I want to say can find no voice.
Then,
In silence,
I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart . . .
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.