Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
Hansi bhi mili aur khushi bhi mili, Socha bahut khusnaseeb hai hum. Magar jab apne pyare dost ko 1 muskurahat nahi de sake tab pata chala kitne GARIB hai hum...
The begning of love is to let those wo love be perfectly them selves and not to twist them to fit our own image otherwise we only love the reflections of ourselves we find and them.
i knw nothin lsts 4ever..& mybe we wnt 2 alwys sty 2gdr,But evry smile & tear we share, cnvincs me dat memries of u & me wil lst 4 d rest of my life..Byond 4evr.
My eyes are hurting becoz I can’t see u, my arms r empty becoz I can’t hold u, my lips are cold becoz I can’t kiss u & my heart is breaking coz I’m not with u.
