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!
B4 i go to sleep, u knw wht i do? i think of u & whn its my lucky nyt, i dream of u. i dnt wana wake up bcoz whn i do, u know what? i just start missing you
AUR KUCH NAHI BAS ITNI SI FARMAYISH HAI. EK SAAF SUTHRI SI DOSTI KI KHWAAISH HAI. MAAF KAR DIJIYEGA AGAR YE HUMARI BHUL HAI. AHSAAN AAPKA HOGA JO HUMARI DOSTI KABUL HAI.
y hide ur feelings 2 d 1 u love? y lav d 1 hu lavs anader? y give evrything if only pain comes in return? y wait if ders nothing 2 wait 4? i guess d anser is... LOVE
