My heart taught me that missing someone is a
very real ache. It comes from a place where
another heart has touched my own and left a
permanent imprint.
Press down if you miss me
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So U Miss Me
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Ok You Can Stop
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Still Pressing
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Well, I miss you too.i am realy miss you mery jaan. where are u? and what are you doing?
Never luk for a Gud Face, it\''ll turn old one day; Never luk for a Gud Skin,
it\''ll wrinkle one day; But luk for a loyal heart, that\''ll miss u every day
yeh din yeh raat yeh lamhy achy lagty hai,tumhy sochun to sary silsly achy lagty hai,bohat dorr tak jana phr bhi wahi rehna,mujy tum sy apny tak k faasly achy lagty hai.
