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.
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.
Meri dua hai tu sabse nek sirat ho,Teri tarah tera dil bhi khoobsurat ho...Dua se pehle mile tujhko jo tu chahe,Dua ko bhi tere haathon ki zarurat ho...
My love for you is like water, falling countless… the beating of my heart, for you is so heavy and soundless, the feeling of being in your arm is so precious and endless.
Love not out of NeeD but out of the aBUNDaNCe of the heart.`Don't seek for someone who will fill your HeaRT, rather seek for someone whose heart you can FiLL.
