REMEMBER that

REMEMBER that
REMEMBER that there will always besomeome who remember u
everyday with or without messages!or calls!THATS ME!!LV U
  

Jun, 14 2010     116 chars (1 sms)     2537 views       Love

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Losing The Person U Luv . . . Hurts
Some Ppl Say Its Not A Big Deal
But It’s Really Tough
Especially When The One U Loved
Was The Only One U Have Ever Loved . . .
Wabasta hain suraj se kirne.
Chand se sitare.
Sahil se sumander.
Dareya se kinare.
Phool se khushbo.
Mazi se yadeen.
Khushi se gham.
OR
Ap se hum..
Love Is Like A Bed Of Roses,
There Are Many Thorns.
The Path To True Happiness
Lies In Learning To Avoid The Thorns,
While Enjoying The Roses.
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.
You’re There For Me When I’m Lost
You’re There For Me At Every Cost
You’re There For Me Through Snow And Rain
You’re There For Me When I’m In Pain
You’re There For Me To Heal My Cut
You’re There For Me No Matter What
You’re There For Me Like An Angel From Above
To Watch Over Me And Teach Me How To Love
I,Me, Myself, Yes me,I
Really
Truly
Unmistakably
Unstoppably
Unavoidably
Crazily, Think about you!
If I Had Three Wishes . . .
I Would Give Away Two. . .
Because
The Only Thing I Want In This World. . .
Is One Chance To Be Wid You. . .
Life holds no promises to what will come our way. It makes no guarantee as to what we will have.

It just gives us time to make choices and take chances.
immature love says :

i love u coz i need u

mature love says:

i need u coz i love u
zindagi mili zra c thi,
kuch es m kami zra c thi

wo roz hota gaya pass mere
lekin phir b dori zra c thi

qasoor chachme awara ka zada tha
meri to marzi zra c thi

muhabbat bant di us ne zamane bhar m
jo mere hisse m ae zra c thi


A relationship is like a rose,

How long it lasts, no one knows;

Love can erase an awful past,

Love can be yours, you''ll see at last;

To feel that love, it makes you sigh;

To have it leave, you''d rather die;

You hope you''ve found that special rose, ''
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.