I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
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
Aam ki khushbu,
Barish ki bahar,
Garmi ka Mosam aaney ko tayar,
Thori si masti,
Thora sa pyar,
Load Sheding k liye raho tayar,
"HAPPY SUMMER SEASON mere YAR ;->
We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .
