The essential sadness is to go through life without loving. But it would be almost equally sad to leave this world without ever telling those you love.
Smtimes wrds r nt comfortable to express our feelings.But our true lovable ones understand our feelings without any words.Tat s d language of d hearts.
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.
My pen is blue, My ink is blue, My love is for one, Only for you. How can u tell rain not to fall, when cloud exists How can u tell leaves not to fall, when wind exists How can u tell me not to fall in love When u exists.
