My eyes are hurting because I can’t see you, My arms are empty because I can’t hold you, My lips are cold because I can’t kiss you, And my heart is breaking because I m not with you.
God must be partial to have endowed a single soul with so much beauty, grace, panche, elgance and allure. If I ever have the luxury of dreaming of you, I bet I’ll be afraid of waking up because I wouldn’t want to lose You!