Luv is born with the pleasure of luking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
Men love because they are afraid of themselves, afraid of the loneliness that lives in them, and need someone in whom they can lose themselves as smoke loses itself in the sky.
sum ppl luv w/o rly wshn 2b 2gdr.`sum ppl leav nt rly wilng 2 let go.`i luv nt 2b luvd bak.`i leav nt coz il b folowd.`i luv cz i luv,`i leav cz i hv 2 let go.
Wo do pal sath rhne ki baat krte the hm umar k sath ki baat krte the wo raste ki baat krte the hm manzil ki baat krte the phir b chal diye the un ke sath do pal ka rasta tay krne k liye. ye unki khusnasibi thi aur hmari bdnasibi , kyoki unhe to do pal ka sath chahiye, aur hume zindgi bhar ka sath nibhana tha.
