Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure’
I luk upon lyf as a
book & d ppl I luv r lyk
Rosepetals kept b/w d
pages
Ech tym I turn a pg of
my lyf
I find a Rosepetal
reminding me of my
beutiful memoriz (:
Boy asked a girl:Why do you love Rose,which dies in a day ? Why don't you love me,who dies for you everyday ? . . Girl replied: . . . . . . Oye Hoye...Angreziiii.....
MeMoRiEs r tReAsUrEd,
No oNe cAn StEaL.
PaRtInG Is hEaRtAcHe,
nO oNe cAn HeAl.
SoMe''ll fOrGoT u wHeN u R gOnE,
BuT I''ll r3m3mb3r u No MaTteR HoW lOnG.....
