Why do I text you? It's my choice. It's my way of saying I remember you. Why do I remember you? It's my choice. It proves that I care. Why do I care? I don't know, it's not my choice but my heart's.
Love the phoenix cannot be trapped nor in heaven or earth can it be named;no one has yet discovered its address:its desert holds not a single footprint
Aapko miss kiya ek heartbt miss ho gayi, Phir miss kiya to yaad aaya ek kiss miss ho gayi, Socha ke ab miss na karu, To jana miss na kiya to samjho life miss ho gayi!
Chupke se chand ki roshni aapki ho jaaye,Dheere se hawa aapko kuch keh jaaye... Dil se jo chahte ho wo maang lo Khuda se,Hum bhi dua karenge ki woh aapka ho jaaye...
