Love Is Not About Being The Same

Love Is Not About Being The Same
If she is an apple and you are an orange,
celebrate your differences,
Make a great fruit salad
Love is not about being the same,
Its about being sweet with each other.
  

Feb, 14 2014     167 chars (2 sms)     3519 views       Love

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ISHQ AUR DOSTI MERI ZINDAGI KA UNWAN HAY
ISHQ MERI ZINDAGI DOSTI MERA EMAN HAY
ISHQ PAY KAR DON MEIN APNI SARI ZINDAGI
PAR DOSTI PAY MERA ISHQ B QURBAN HAY
Koi tumse puche kon hoon main
Tum keh dena koi khaas nahi
Ek dost hai kacha paka sa
Ek jhoot hai aadha sacha sa
Ek khuwab adhoora poora sa
...Ek phooL hai rookha sookha sa
Ek sapna hai bin socha sa
Ek apna hai an dekha sa
Ek rishta hai an jana sa
Haqiqat men afsana sa
Kuch pagaL sa deewana sa
Bas ek bahana achha sa
Jeevan ka aisa sathi hai
Jo door ho k bhi paas nhi
Koi Tumse puche kon hoon main?
Tum keh dena koi khaas Nahi.
Tum raho hum se door to ik kaam kar jana
Kuch pal apne humare naam kar jana

Agar a jaye mout humain tere aane se pehle
To a kar mere janaze ka ehteram kar jana

Na rona isqadar ke takleef ho humain
Mout ko bhi mazak samajh kar anjaan ban jana

Main ek din so jaon ga sada ke liye,
Phir mujhe bewafa keh ke badnaam kar jana

Jo guzro meri qabar se to nazrain na phairna
Mehman he ban ke Dua salam kar jana
Love Is That Ocean
In Which If You Drown,
You Won''t Call For Help
Because
It''s The Suicide
That
You Have Committed
To Begin Another
Beautiful Life ... (:
Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion
that each include the other,
each is enriched by the other.
Cute prOpOsal-

bOy:hey i''ve gOt 2 wOrds tO say yu!

girl:what?

bOy:I LOVE U

girl:huh- isn''t dat 3 wOrds?

bOy:nO! bcOs yu & i are One-
By Starlight, I''ll Kiss You,

And Promise To Be Your One

And Only. I''ll Make You Feel Happy

And Leave You To Be Lost In Mine.
I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul

I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do

I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life
Pain

iS SuCh An

UnComFortAble fEEling

That EvEn A

Tiny Amount Of It

iS EnoUgh

To Ruin EvEry

EnJoYmEnt
Person Who Live In Once''s Heart,

R Not Needed To Meet Daily,

Their Memories Themselves

R Worth More Than Meeting Them..
I Will Wait ...


Till The Day
"I" Can Forget "You" ...


Or


The Day
You Realize
"You" Cannot Forget "Me" ...
Your heart

is my

school,

so

teach me

the alphabet

of love