Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
I have liked many but loved very few.yet no-one has been as sweet
as u.I"d stand and wait in the worlds longest queue.just for the
pleasure of a moment with u
Im selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you cant handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell dont deserve me at my best.
Mudat k Baad Dekha usay Bdla Hoa Tha Wo Najane Kiya Hadsa Hua Sehma Hua Tha Wo Mujhy Dekh Kar Usne Chehra To Chupa Liya Magar Ankhein Bata Rahi Thi k Roya Howa Tha Wo Uski Ankhon Mein Dekh Kar Mehsos Hua Mujhe Meri Tarha Kisis Soach Mein Doba Hua Tha Wo
