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!
your name on my hand but I washed it the next day. I wrote your name in the sand but the waves washed it away. I wrote your name in my heart and forever it will stay
Earth may stop Rotating Birds may stop Flying Candles may stop melting Fishes may stop swimming Heart may stop bearting But I will never stop…… “ THINKING U ”
