Kuch log itne ache hote hain
ke dar laga rehta hai
Agar chhor kar chale gaye toh
hamara kya hoga
Kuch log itne ache hote hain
ke dar laga rehta hai
Agar chhor kar chale gaye toh
hamara kya hoga
Aksar Hum Apni Raat Yun Barbaad Karte Hain
Baith Ke Kisi Kone Me Unko Yaad Karte Hain
Unke Wapis Aane Ki Ummid Toh Chhod Di Kab Ki
Phir Bhi Na Jane Kyu Hum Apna Waqt Barbaad Karte Hain
“I saw that you were perfect, and so I loved you. Then I saw that you were not perfect and I loved you even more.”
“I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.”