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.
Chaha to bhout tha ki aapni palko se tumhare dil par aapna naam lik du par aaisa kaha kar paya main jab bhi aapni chanchal palko se tumhara naam likna chaha aashuo ki nami se sab dhundla sa gaya tumne bataya nahi maine jana nahi fir bhi jane kyun aaisa lagta hai ki tumhare dil par sayad mera naam lika hai.
not everything dat counts is counted and not evrything dat counted count.i didn’t count how many times i thought of u, but what counts is dat i did. i love u.
FYT 4UR LOVE, dats ol dey say.LET HER KNOW & DON't LET HER GO, so what dey think of. IT WUD WORK OUT is dey beliv in. SET UR HART FREE, its wat they see. but how can i......wen 4u ITS NEVER ME?!!!