when do you know that you really love..
when you feel you are the same soul as your loved one..
when you do everything n loose your own identity for love..
when you compromise on everything of your choice to make your loved one happy..
when you remain silent however hurt you are..just to see your loved one happy..
when you part with the one you know you cant survive without..
when you just pray that your loved one always remains happy...even if he/she has stabbed you to death..
i dont know what is right or wrong..im just following..
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Sunday, November 30, 2008
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