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.....
U''ll knw th8 U miss sum1 vry mch
whn evrytym U think of th8 person.
Ur Heart breaks into peices & juz a quick "Hello"
4m th8 prson can bring
d broken pieces back