One hurts you

One hurts you
One hurts you, so that you may find someone who can heal you.
If nobody is there to hurt u, u will never know d person who cares for U.
  

Jun, 19 2010     137 chars (1 sms)     2460 views       Decent

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I may Not Be The Most
Important Person In
Your Life

But

I Just Hope That

1 Day When You Hear
My Name



You Would Just Smile
& Say

"hey ! That''s My Friend..." (=
Relationships Are Like Traffic Signs

1-Way

2-Way

Do Not Enter

No U Turn

No Left Turn

But

The Best So Far Is

Give Way & Keep Right ... (:->
Truth ...


Love & Hatred Though Opposite In

But

Have A Common Factor In It

The Person Alwayz Lingerz In Ur Mind

For Whom

U have Either Of The Feeling
Love . . . . . .

Friends . . . . . .

Care . . . . . .

[ These All Fun & Games Until Someone Gets Hurt. . . . .Then Its Hilarious ]
In ThE Rhytm Of Life . . . We SumTime Finds OurSelves Out Of Tunes . . .
But As Long As There Are Friend Like U To Provide Melody . . .
Muzik Plays On . . .
Mangi Thi Dua Main Ne Rub Se,

Dena Jo Alag Ho Sab Se,

Mila Diya Hum Ko Tum Se,

Aur Kaha Sanmbhalo Ise,

Ye ANMOL Hai Sab Se
Those we Love,
Never go away,
They walk besides us everyday Unseen, Unhead,
Still Near,
Still Luved,
Still Mised,
&
Still Very Dear
Just lyk u..
Sometimes you just have to let people go, because sometimes going on without them is easier than trying to pretend like things will ever be the way you want
The Golden Moments In The Stream Of Life Rush Past Us & We See Nothing But Stand. . . The Angels Come To Visits Us & We Only Know Them When They R Gone. .
NeEdInG sOmEoNe Is
LiKe NeEdInG a
PaRaChUtE ...
If He IsN''t ThErE tHe
FiRsT tImE yOu NeEd
HiM, ChaNcEs ArE yOu
WoN''t Be NeEdInG hIm
AgAiN ... (= ;->
I Laugh , I love , I Hope
I Try , I Hurt , I Need ,
I Fear , I Cry & I Know
You Do The Same Things Too
So
We Are Really Not That
Different

''''Me & You'''' (:
Treasure Every Moment That You Have. . .

Yesterday Is A History. . .

Tomorrow Is A Mystery. . .

Today Is A Gift. . .

That''s Why It''s
Called The Present. . .