Luv is born with the pleasure of luking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
There would come a time when we have to stop loving someone not because that person has started hating us but because we found out that they'd be happier if we let them go.
knowing u`has always been`a mystery.``i cudnt evn undrstand`how we evr`bcame friends.``But watevr`d rison mayb`im thankful`coz somehow`u made me hapPy.
Do u knw wht mkes me hapi wen u txt me? Not ur Jokes,trivias or puzles,not ur 4warded messgs..but ur nme dat apirs wen it beeps. Tenkful sumhow U dont 4get me
i hav dis strange feelin of missin u evry single second of d day, havin a picture of u in my mind & longin 4 ur presence in my lyf, hopin dat sumday u'l b mine
i never regret d chance i gave myself 2 kwn you. Coz now u're a part of me dat i'l chersh til d end. im happy having knwn you, hope you fell d same way 2,
