real love

real love
The one who loves you will never leave you because even if there are100 reasons to give up, he will find one reason to hold on..
  

Nov, 05 2013     128 chars (1 sms)     5325 views       Decent

more Decent SMS Messages

My relationshp wid u is like
sugercane
Break it
Crush it
Squeez it
and evn
Beat n grind it

u wl alwayz
get swetness
Feelings r many but words r few,
Clouds r dark but sky is blue,
Luv is a paper,
Life is glue,
Every thing is false,
Only my luv is true.
Khuda kry k tumko JUDAI na mile
kisi k dard me TANHAI na mile
ager muje sms na kro to kuch aisa ho
k mosam ho sardi ka or
tumhen RAZAI na mile
Wake Me Up
When Your Heart Needs
Company

Take My Hand
When You Feel
Alone

Talk To Me
When You Feel
Sad

Coz

Till Life Runs Out,
I''ll Alwayz Be Your Friend
Ever Forever ... (:
Nashili aankho se wo jab hamein dekhte hain,
hum ghabraakar ankhen jhuka leite hain,
kaun milaye unn ankhon se ankhen,
suna hai wo ankho se apna bana leite hai..
Dunia main 2 Log he Haseen 0r Zaheen HaiN

1.WO Jis ka MsG ap Parh rahy hAin

0r

2.wo Jis ne Ye SmS ap ko bhAijhA hY
Dil to chahta hai k aapse milen magar Faaslon ki majboori hai,

Hum to sada aapke sath hein sirf nazron ki doori hai.
Some People Don''t
Know
How Important Their
Presence Is,
How Good It Feels To
Have Them Around.
How Comforting Their
Words Are.
And How Satisfying Is
The Every Thought
That They Exist,
They Wouldn''t Know,
Unless We Tell Them...
Like I''m Telling You
Now...
You Are Truly Valued :)
My Silence Doesn''t Mean
"I Forget U"

My Disappearance Doesn''t Mean
"I Don''t Care About U"

Our Distance Doesn''t Mean
"V r Far"

Coz

U''re Always In
"HEART"
They Say
As Long As
At Least 1 Person
Cares For U,
Life Isn''t A Waste
So Whn Things Go
Terribly Wrong
U Feel Like Giving Up
Please Remember
U Still Got Me . . .(:
Beautiful thought- "We always feel bad,that good things happen only to ''others'', But we always forget that we are ''others'' for someone else....
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. . .