I Me Myself

I Me Myself
I,Me, Myself, Yes me,I
Really
Truly
Unmistakably
Unstoppably
Unavoidably
Crazily, Think about you!
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The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart
  

Jun, 14 2010     222 chars (2 sms)     2747 views       Love

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I took All The Pain Killers
Coz I Wanted To Wash Away My Pain
But One Thought Of U
And It Hurts All Over Again. . .
When I Look In To Mirror

I See My Half View

Because You Are Not There ...
You know why GOD created gap between fingers?
So that, when at some day one who is made for you
comes and fills those gaps by holding your hand.
FOREVER
I am in hospital now. After 5 minutes, I will be transfered to a surgery room. The doctor told me, I will die if I stop RECEIVING YOUR SMS.

I have the “I”,I have the “L”,I have the “O”,I have the “V”,I have the
“E”,… so pls can I have “U”?

You must be a good runner because you are always running in my mind, you must be a good thief because you have stolen my heart, and i am always a bad shooter because I Miss You Always…
True love is worth waiting for even if it takes a life time. then in return a life time of love will be waiting for you.
All the love that history knows,

is said to be in every rose.

Yet all that could be found in two,

is less than what I feel for you
Someone somewhere dreams of your smile...and while thinking of you
says life is worthwhile. So whenever you"re lonely...remember its
true....someone somewhere is thinking of you
Friends can help each other.
A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel.
Or, not feel.
Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them.
Thats what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.
We Have Grown To Be 1 Soul 2 Parts
Our Lives So Interwined That When Some Passion Stirs our Heart
I Feel Quake In Mine
Love is strong yet delicate.
It can be broken.
To truly love is to understand this.
To be in love is to respect this.
If Bird Fell In Love With A Fish , Where Would They Live ?

Who Keeps The Fin , Who Loses Its Wings

That''s An Irony ... But That Is How Cruel

Yet Poetic Love Can be
Love Never Dies A Natural Death.

It Dies Because We Don''t Know How To Replenish Its Source.

It Dies Of Blindness And Errors And Betrayals.

It Dies Of Illness And Wounds;

It Dies Of Weariness, Of Witherings, Of Tarnishings.