My love for you

My love for you
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.......
  

Jun, 14 2010     182 chars (2 sms)     2869 views       Love

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To love means to feel..to desire..to miss..to hope..
to cry and to laugh..to learn how to forgive..
to love means to live and to feel alive.
To love means to give life to all your feelings, to give meaning to all your dreams.
To love means to see yourself from inside... to feel the depth of your existence.
To love means to appreciate the worth of purity and to admire the brilliance of simplicity.
Some Love One , Some Love Two
U Dont Love Me But I Love U...... i m just for u my Love
Mohobat ka imtehan asan nahi,
Pyar srif paney ka nam nahi,
Mudatain beet jati hain kisi ke intzaar main, Ye srif pal do pal ka naam nahi.
I love all the stars in the sky, but they are nothing compared
to the ones in your eyes!
q rkhte ho mera itna khyl k
ab hr lmha udas rhne ko ji krta hy

q mante ho hr ek bt ko meri k ab
tm ko tmse hi mangne ko ji krta hy

tm jo chalo sth to koi shikwa ni zindgi se
k ab to kanton pe b chalne ko ji krta hy

dr hy k is safar mei tnha na reh jaun
k ab umar bhar tera sth nibhane ko ji krta hy
Heart Touching Lines By

A True Lover 2 Hs Luv-


"In My Dream U R Mine.

But In My Lyf U R My Dream!!"
To describe love is very difficult, mysteriuos & complex, for the same reason that words cannot fully describe the flavor of an orange. u''ve to taste the fruit to know its flavor. So with love.
MujhE AadaT Nahi HaR aeK pE mAr
MitNe Ki
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~> ayE DostO
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uSmE bAaT hi KuCh Aesi tHi Ke DiLnE SocHnE ki Bhi MoHLaT Na Di.
Heart Relax In The Tiny

Gap Between Each Beats..

But,

Even In That Gap

My Heart Remembers

Sum Special Sweet People Lik U..
aksar pyar karne wale,
apne pyar ki tarif karte rehte hai,
taaki wo unse juda na ho jaye,
hum isliye rehte hai khamosh,
taaki un par koi aur fida na ho jaye
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.
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.