Love is that, which can never explained.
First love is like a seed planted in the heart, waiting to bloom into something extraordinary.
Love is master key of opening a gate of happiness.
You can never buy Love....But still you have to pay for it.
The person loves you more will fight with you daily without any reason
Love is a feeling, give it when I want it, babe.
Love is that, which can never explained.
First love is like a seed planted in the heart, waiting to bloom into something extraordinary.
Love is master key of opening a gate of happiness.
You can never buy Love....But still you have to pay for it.
The person loves you more will fight with you daily without any reason
Love is a feeling, give it when I want it, babe.