one word that

one word that
"LOVE"

one word that frees
us
of all the
weight and pain in life
  

Jun, 12 2010     71 chars (1 sms)     2426 views       Love

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Dey Say Its Difficult 2 WAIT 4 Sm1!
Dey Say Its Difficult 2 FORGET Sm1!
But..
D Most Difficult Thing Is 2 Decide Whether 2 WAIT Or 2 FORGET Sm1!!
I don’t know if i can live without your presence in my life,

all I know is..

that I’ll keep on waiting for you,

even you wouldn’t return

I’ll just wait for you in heaven..
Love isn''t love
Until you give it away
Don''t save it for good times
Or for a rainy day

Show forth love
Each moment you live
Love is not something you keep
But something you give

Somebody needs a hug right now
So don''t put off or delay
Tell them that you love them
Because tomorrow might be too late
You are so special to me,
you’re my joy, my love, and my life.
Living without you will tear me apart
cause you make my life worth living
A Heart To Love,

And In That Heart,

Courage,

To Make Love Known.

~ William Shakespeare
Once you have loved, You will always love. For
what''s in your mind may escape, but what''s in
your heart will remain forever. There is no
instinct like that of the heart
world bcomes invisible to me as eyes are filled with u,
nothing goes into mind as mind n heart are occupied by u
Love is a science. . .

It is all about passionate chemistry

Dimensionless physics

with

a bit of biology thrown in :)
When you love someone truly,
you don"t look for faults,
you don"t look for answers,
you don"t look for mistakes.
Instead, you fight the mistakes,
you accept the faults and overlook the excuses.
Love doesn’t require two
people look at each other,

but

that they look together in
the same direction.......
One Day
You Will Love Me
As I Once Loved You
One Day
You Will Cry Over Me
Like I Cried Over You
One Day
You Will Want Me
And I Wont Want You.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.