There Were Times

There Were Times
There Were Times You Make Me Cry... Looking 4 A Reason Why... There Were Times You Make Me Fly...Stay With Me Until I Die...Stay With Me..
  

Jan, 18 2012     138 chars (1 sms)     1648 views       Love

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This is story 4 ppl in luv Guy had cancer n he had only 1month 2 live he likd a girl wrkin in cd shop but he didnt tell her. Everday he used 2 go in the cd shop to buy a cd so that he cud talk to the girl. After a month the guy stopped going. When the girl went to his home to ask his mother said that he died today and took her to his room where the cd's were kept unopened. The girl cried. u know why? Coz in evry cd grl had kept chit that SHE LUV HIM.
Aap ki muskurahat se mera dil dhadakta hai, Aap jab rote ho to mera dil jalta hai, Isliye is muskurahat ko apne honto se alag na karma, Kyunki usise meri saanse chalti hai.
Luv is magical. It's a language that deaf can hear a song, the crippled can dance & the blind can see a sunset. Wishing u a life full of LOVE.
A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.
not ol d tym i can go wid u. not ol d tym i can plis u. not al d tym im available 4 u 2 tok 2. but 1 thing is 4 sure, i"l care 4 u even wen u least expect me 2."
AUR KUCH NAHI BAS ITNI SI FARMAYISH HAI. EK SAAF SUTHRI SI DOSTI KI KHWAAISH HAI. MAAF KAR DIJIYEGA AGAR YE HUMARI BHUL HAI. AHSAAN AAPKA HOGA JO HUMARI DOSTI KABUL HAI.
What’s missing in H__RT? EA or U? Pick EA & you’ll get a heart! If u pick U, you’ll get hurt! I'd pick U coz it's better to get hurt than hv a heart without U.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. - Shakespeare
Just because somebody doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
u hurt a true heart in luv as many times u want,it wont stop lovin u.but if u cheat a true heart it wont hurt or hate u but it wont dare 2 luv u again.
I Promised my Heart...that this was the last time... I would hurt it...and you came along...Again I broke a promise..
We say we love flowers,yet we pluck them.We say we love trees,yet we cut them.&we still wonder why some are afraid when they are told they are loved!