Little stars at night Began to shine My love ,my life My dreams ,my wishes My favourite place My cold tears My all needs Yes my all faluts My all words My heart beats My hot coffee Close my eyes and hold me Let me fly high Let me pray for you It's time to sleep Because it's Night.       

Have you ever taste coffee with out sugar If yes then, you will feel my pain My life without you is like that coffee. She was unknown to me when I see her first She was like stranger to me for 3 years But ,I m thankful to Allah for giving me you. We fight , we cuss ,we hug, we laugh , We do alot of things yes this is just we are I hate her so much might be she hate me too. She love cooking and I love eating Every day she cook something new for me But she never pretend that it is specially for me. Ohhh! Her love and care She is very pretty Very much pretty. I hate cats and she loves them She used to bring her cat at my home to irritate me But now I really miss that cat his name was snow He was very bad boy , very much. Her painting oh my goodness !it was amazing. And I was her favorite object for her passion , She always waste my Sunday for her painting But now it's about so many years she didn't made a single painting. I miss her calls,her emails...

Life is a beautiful, Wonderful journey and every journey needs story. STORY Story that make you fly, story that brings smile on your face a story have different chapters every chapter with alot of new beginning.  The  beginning one days ends up let me feel that day let me say something about life about story about happiness. Happiness   Happiness is the secret of success. Every heart needs a happy feelings and  feelings are bonded with people. The people we love * the those who make us happy those who make us feel that we are not less then any one. Love .  What is love or what is true love it's just a feeling. The most beautiful and the most dangerous feeling that * any one * ever felt. Once in life each individual feel this and for them I would b good and for few it could be the worst feelings. Love is luck. It depends how you take your. Luck  Luck well luck it is believe that you are might be lucky. Luck d...