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.
The very thought of You, and I forget to do the little ordinary things that everyone ought to do. I see your face in every flower Your eyes in the stars above It's just thought of you The very thought of you, my love
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...
To hav sum1 2 love is not a gift but a choice. To have someone to love you back...now that's a gift. Cherish it that you can treasure it with all your heart.
