My SpectaculaR WorLD Laugh when you can, apologize when you should, and let go of what you can't change. Kiss slowly, play hard, forgive quickly, take chances, give everything and have no regrets. Life's too short to be anything…but happy. Be good to each other Love you guys

Monday 19 September 2011

love need tender touch...!!!


While you scream at your girl, there's a man wishing he could whisper in her ear. While you quarrel every time with your girl, there's a man who wants to do sweet romance with her.
 While you humiliate, doubt, offend & insult her, there's a man flirting with her & reminding her how Beautiful & Special she is. While you hurt her and make her sad, there's a man wishing he could take away her pain away and give her all the happiness of this world she deserve.
 While you make her cry, there's a man who become shoulder to her to wipe off her tears and stealing smiles by acting funny. While you call her 'bitch', there's a man who call her 'Angel'.
 While you ignore and don't care about her and don't give her time, there is a man who wants to spend and name his every second of the whole life with her. every woman needs a tender touch of love & deserves a man who loves her like there's no tomorrow.
 Always care for your Girl. Don't let there be a gap for a third person who can be better for her than you. She's Only Yours if you'll make her yours with 'LOVE'. ♥



“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. My grandpa n granny had roots that grew towards each other of them underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from their branches they found that they were one tree and not two."

Your voice is like honey,
It’s sweet melody caresses my ears,
Your words wrap around my spirit,
Comforting my tears,
Your presence is enough,
To make me feel whole.
and the love that you give
touches my soul.. :) ♥


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