Is that love

Is that love
Is that love I see in your eyes, Or merely a reflection of mine?
  

Jan, 18 2012     64 chars (1 sms)     1289 views       Love

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Love is like quicksand. The deeper you fall in the harder it is to get out!
Do u knw d relation b/w2 eyes? Dey blink 2gthr,dey move 2gthr, dey cry 2gthr, dey c things 2gthr n dey sleep 2gthr. BT STIL dEY NVR c EACH OTHER dats True Love
knowing u`has always been`a mystery.``i cudnt evn undrstand`how we evr`bcame friends.``But watevr`d rison mayb`im thankful`coz somehow`u made me hapPy.
Tension happens in brain, n Lov is felt in heart. Den Y do ppl get heart attck wen dey r tensd & get mad wen dey r in love?
Mohobbat mein aisa makam bhi aye ga kabhi socha na tha woh mujh ko chaha ker bhi mera na ho paye ga...Kitnay khush naseeb hay woh log jinhay bina mangay sab kuch mil jata hay...Na jane konsi khushi hum se door hojaye isi liye choti choti baaton per khush ho lete hay..Per ab tou woh khushi bhi na rahi jin ko dekh ker hum khush howa kerte thay afsos un ki tou manzil hi kuch or hay...
Poem Written by A boy Who lost his pArents by TsunAmi.."SeA! I will never Forgive u Anymore Even if ur wAves Touch my Feet Million Times"
Let`s share the world. A sea is for you, and waves are for me. The sky is for you, and stars are for me. The sun is for you, and light is for me. Everything is for you, and you are for me
Love makes life so confusing and difficult but without love would you want to live?. With out you I cannot breath also. Because my heart is with u
It's not your mistake if you can't read the eyes which cheats you but it's really your mistake if you can't read the eyes which cares you.LOVE YOU
What is love? Those who don't like it call it responsibility. Those who play with it call it a game. Those who don't have it call it a dream. Those who understand it call it destiny. And me, I call it You.
There would come a time when we have to stop loving someone not because that person has started hating us but because we found out that they'd be happier if we let them go.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. - Shakespeare