love is not only feelings... it's a emotion😍 L: life O: of V: versatile E: emotions💝 is called L♥️VE.... ©M Vivek

M Vivek

आंखें से निकलती सुनहरी बूंदों की महत्वता ,किसी भी संज्ञा से नापा नहीं जा सकता है ‌। ©UK__53

UK__53

White #HUM Kaash Aisa hota, Mujhme tum tujhme main hota Naa tu hota naa main hota, Jo hota bas hum hota Kaash Aisa hota, mujhme tum tujhme main hota ©hidden_.writes

hidden_.writes

White Our curious thing about life is that today it's very friendly, smiling, and supportive. But tomorrow it will push me to a corner, holding my collar, and ask me, "Who are you?" ©Krishnan

Krishnan

White You texted me in the middle of the night at around 2.30 am, but your message lacked the necessary content for a late night. It simply stated, "Good morning, my dear!" And when I asked you, Why disturb my ?" You answered, "I couldn't , so I thought, Why should you that comfortably?" Now, when I need you the most, you keep ignoring me. Why don't you come to disturb me? Without your text messages, my nights feel empty and seem to drag on forever. Without speaking to you, my has also started keeping a distance. Speak up, my dear friend. Why are you silent now? I know because you are lying comfortably, and no one can ever disturb you, surrounded by beautiful flowers, with your eyes closed, on your way to heaven. Do you believe I will find peace without you, my dear friend? Your late-night text wasn't just a text; it was one of the most gifted moments God has given me. Precious moments indeed keep fleeting, but times spent with you continue to linger in my memories! ©Krishnan

Krishnan

love is not only feelings... it's a emotion😍 L: life O: of V: versatile E: emotions💝 is called L♥️VE.... ©M Vivek

M Vivek

आंखें से निकलती सुनहरी बूंदों की महत्वता ,किसी भी संज्ञा से नापा नहीं जा सकता है ‌। ©UK__53

UK__53

White #HUM Kaash Aisa hota, Mujhme tum tujhme main hota Naa tu hota naa main hota, Jo hota bas hum hota Kaash Aisa hota, mujhme tum tujhme main hota ©hidden_.writes

hidden_.writes

White Our curious thing about life is that today it's very friendly, smiling, and supportive. But tomorrow it will push me to a corner, holding my collar, and ask me, "Who are you?" ©Krishnan

Krishnan

White You texted me in the middle of the night at around 2.30 am, but your message lacked the necessary content for a late night. It simply stated, "Good morning, my dear!" And when I asked you, Why disturb my ?" You answered, "I couldn't , so I thought, Why should you that comfortably?" Now, when I need you the most, you keep ignoring me. Why don't you come to disturb me? Without your text messages, my nights feel empty and seem to drag on forever. Without speaking to you, my has also started keeping a distance. Speak up, my dear friend. Why are you silent now? I know because you are lying comfortably, and no one can ever disturb you, surrounded by beautiful flowers, with your eyes closed, on your way to heaven. Do you believe I will find peace without you, my dear friend? Your late-night text wasn't just a text; it was one of the most gifted moments God has given me. Precious moments indeed keep fleeting, but times spent with you continue to linger in my memories! ©Krishnan

Krishnan