Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
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
Love is like a pendulum which hangs between tears and smiles. Days will turn into weeks & weeks will turn into years. I will remember U through silent tears.
if we lose love`we lose it`4 a rison.`dat reason`may b hard`2 undrstnd`bt watevr`it is`we jz`hav 2 blieve`dat God takes away`whn He has`somethin beter`to giv
