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Where I first Met you

Someday when the Pages of My Life Ends. I know that you’ll be one of its most Beautiful Chapters. If ever I get to Read it again, I will Open it from the Page where I first Met you.

WHAT IS LOVE?

WHAT IS LOVE ? Don’t ask the person who loves someone. But ask the person. Who have lost someone. THEY ONLY CAN FEEL THE TRUE LOVE.