I just hope that one day she will just think or remember me just once. Night, lights up memory so real.
My eyes search for you everywhere even knowing that I can't even see you ever.
Do you know?
उसकी हो वो हँसी
गूंजे जिससे मेरा घर
जब गौतम बुद्ध ने प्रेम और पसंद में अंतर समझाया ,बहुत ही सुंदर उदाहरण के माध्यम से...
❤️"I hate nothing about you." this poetry is the composition of the feelings of first love❤️
Not every time you have to find your love, sometimes love also finds you.
Love is not that which we find
Love is that in which love find us