Smtimes wrds r nt comfortable to express our feelings.But our true lovable ones understand our feelings without any words.Tat s d language of d hearts.
I'll lend you my shoulder for you to cry on, my ears to listen to, my hand for you to hold, my feet to walk with you, but I can't lend you my heart coz it already belongs to you.
If the people we love are stolen away from us the only way to have them live on is to never stop lovin’them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever…
