I m feeling so happy

I m feeling so happy
I m feeling so happy, do u know why? cuz i m so lucky, do u know how? cuz God loves me.Do u know how? cuz he gave me a gift. Do u know what? its YOU my love.
  

Jan, 18 2012     157 chars (1 sms)     1250 views       Love

more Love SMS Messages

D bad tyms can strengthen a relationship if both persons r willing to make a commitment 2 do whatever it takes 2 work on d problems & learn from the bad times
Luv is like growing, it's hard 2 feel, sometimes n even harder 2 see but when u look back on it, u realize how far u've come
One who wins in luv, wins d life.But, one who fails in luv, can win d world
"When we see our beloved 1 after a long gap, v want 2 share many thing's but smile & silents r d first 1 we share. That's real affection…
Love is like quicksand. The deeper you fall in the harder it is to get out!
Whenever I sit alone Ijust look at my hand, its criss cross line & wonder! which special line made me so lucky 2to get GF like u. U.... R ....SO.... SPECIAL 4 ME! I ....LUV .... U.... SO ....MUCH.
I love u dear,Not Coz who u rbt bcoz who m i wen iM with yew.Cum 2 me..Letz melt in eAch others Arms..I reAlly love yew SweetheArt.!
Smile in pleasure,smile in pain,smile in troubles pours like a rain,smile wen someone hurts u.Smile b'coz someone still love 2 c u smiling…
I’m here without you baby but u r still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but u r still with me in my dreams And tonight it’s only you and me
Love not one, Love not two Love the one who loves u true, Love not three, Love not four Love the one who loves u more, Love not five, Love not six Love the one who really sticks, Love not seven, Love not eight Love the one who really waits
Love isn’t a decision, it’s a feeling. If we could decide who to love, then, life would be much simpler, but then less magical.
Y does iron cry whn hit by a hammer made of iron.BUT gold dsnt whn hit by d same iron hammer?Cos it hurts more whn v r hurt by d one who is our own..