I hate when u smile at me because u make me crazy about u. I hate when u talk to me because u make me run out of words. I hate u when I see u because u make me love u more.
I asked God for a Flower,He gave me a garden I asked for a tree he gave me a forest I asked for a river he gave me an ocean I asked for an angel he gave me you
A sparrow was in love with a White rose.. One fine day this sparrow proposed the white rose.. The white rose told if she turns red, s she'll love Him. Sparrow torn His body and slowly spreads his blood on the white rose and it turns red and fell in love but now the sparrow is no more..This is love…
All love is sweet. Given or returned. Common as light is love, and its familiar voice wearies not ever....they who inspire it are most fortunate, as I am now, but those who feel it most are happier still.