Flowers die

Flowers die
Flowers die......... .,

Stories end......... .,

Songs fade........ ..,

Memories are forgotten... .,

All things come to an end,

But people like you,

Always remain forever,

B''cozzzzzzzzzzzz. .... ...

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You are One of a Kind !!!!!!!!!!
  

Jun, 12 2010     289 chars (2 sms)     2212 views       Love

more Love SMS Messages

Girl: I like someone.
Boy: Who?
Girl: Wait wait. I love someone.
Boy: Can U tell me?
Girl: Yeah, but you won't laugh
......Boy: Okay. I wont, just tell me.

Girl: It starts with Y & ends in U

Boy: I wont laugh cuz I like that person too.. !! ? ? ?
I''ve notice that being with you,
I smile a little more often,
I anger a little less quickly,
the sun shines a little brighter,
and life is so much sweeter. Luv U.
We are all a little weird and life''s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
LOVE
Is The
Condition
In Which
The Happiness
Of Another Person
Is
Essential
To Your Own ... :)
As you continue to send out love, the energy returns to you in a regenerating spiral... As love accumulates, it keeps your system in balance and harmony.
Love is the tool, and more love is the end product.
All the love that history knows,

is said to be in every rose.

Yet all that could be found in two,

is less than what I feel for you
Jaise chahte hain hum unhe,

vo bhi humein chahein to kya baat hogi !

Paane ka armaan to hai,

bin maange mil jaaye to kya baat hogi !

Is dil mein pyaar hai kitna,

vo jaan le to kya baat hogi !

Humne manga hai unhe khuda se,

vo bhi humhe maang le to kya baat hogi
If I were to descirbe true love then i would descirbe it as what a snow man did to a snow women,
hegave her warm hug & they both melted in each others arms...!
LOVE Is When
You Look Into
Someone''s Eyes ...
And
See Everything You Need ...
Love Never Dies A Natural Death.

It Dies Because We Don''t Know How To Replenish Its Source.

It Dies Of Blindness And Errors And Betrayals.

It Dies Of Illness And Wounds;

It Dies Of Weariness, Of Witherings, Of Tarnishings.
Chehare Pe Mere Zulf Ko Phailaao Kisii Din
Kyaa Roz Garajate Ho Baras Jaao Kisii Din
Khushbuu Kii Tarah Guzaro Mere Dil Kii Galii Se
Phuulon Kii Tarah Mujh Pe Bikhar Jaao Kisii Din
We Love
Ourself even
after doing
many misTaKeS,
Then How
can we hate
other 4 their
only one MisTakE,
So think. . . .
b4
U hate Someone.,.,!
LOVE ALL..