If I die and

If I die and
If I die and go to heaven,
I put your name on a golden star.
So that all the angels can see how much you mean to me !!
I love you
  

Jun, 14 2010     133 chars (1 sms)     2470 views       Love

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i accept
i believe
i admit
i m " 0 " zero
but this is not end. i want HER becoz without HER i m incomplete.
HER 0 = HERO

So quick arange "HER" 4 me
You are like the sunshine so warm,
you are like sugar, so sweet...
you are like you...
and that"s the reason why I love you!
Sometimes I Wish I Never Saw U
Never Met U
Never Knew U
Not Bcoz I Dunt Like U
Neither Bcoz I Hate U
But
Bcoz I''m Afraid I Might Loose U
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
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.
I could have a crappy day at work, but at night when I get to talk and think of you, you lift my gloomy spirits. You never makes me feel like I can have a bad day, and that is so uplifting to me.

Like I say so many times, you''re my Angel, sent from Heaven above to be my one and only. Your touch can excite me. When we are together, I wonder if you''re really there, or did I just had a sweet dream.
Every relationship has its problems

but what makes it perfect is

when you still want to be there

when everything sucks…
Love is like a missed-call
It stops before you catch it
But Friendship is like an "SMS"
It comes to you inbox and stay
Whenever you read it
It makes you happy
and this stay in your inbox until you delete it

Respect you friends
"Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists".
Love is a temporary madness.
It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.
That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
Your mother and I had it,
we had roots that grew towards each other underground,
and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches
we found that we were one tree and not two.
~ Captian Corelli's Mandolin.
if i could stop time i would stop it
every time you looked at me, smiled at me,
waved at me, or hugged me,
just so the moment could last a little longer.
I want to lie with you in green pastures,
Swim with you in fresh, blue water.
I want to hold you until all times end,
I want to know you forever and be your friend.
Love me will you, this I ask,
Open up to me and take off your mask.
Kiss me, love me, my love for you never dies
Like a candle that never goes out,
My love for you burns on and on.
Please say yes as I ask you this,
Sweet angel of God, pure precious dove,
Will you marry me my love?