its bettr 2 lus ur pride`2 sum1 u luv,`dan 2 lus ur luv`bcoZ of ur pride..`be a friend of thousands.`be a lover of 1..`n nvr let go of d 1`hu was nvr gone.
its so hard 2 live alone, its hard to choose sum1 u cud luv, bt d hardst part of loving is 2 admit dat uv fallen in luv w/ sum1 u didnt mean 2 luv frm d start
Alone….. I’d be your shadow. Afraid….. Stay behind me.. Wanna cry…. Here is my shoulder… Need a hug…. I’d embrace you tight and say………….. What ever happens you have me!!
if my life were to be a book then u would be one of its most beautiful chapter and if i ever got a chance to read it i would like to start from the day when we first met.
Luv is only a gift gven 2 us, we shd not hold it in r hands 4 we may nvr find d strength 2 let go wen it dcded 2 leave, we shd only mbrace 8s warmth & glow wyl it last & den frily open r arms when its tme 2 say gudbye........
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.
Love is the expression of one's values, the greatest reward you can earn for the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtue of another.
Nothing to say. nothing to write. nothing to send. but i believe that, you will listen, read & recieve my feelings in the silence too. i love you my dear.....
