so many words but still not enough to tell you that how much it huts to be like this how much it hurts to let everything go how much it hurts to forgive u u just make me a mute and the words die at the back of my throat those form a lump inside that I try hard to digest to breath again
how can i stop myself from falling in love with you with every glance with every beat of my heart with every thought with every tear so please tell me how can i stop myself from falling in love with you
why do people doesn't care of others like how do we tell them that it hurts no matter how many tears go through the eyes the pain just never fades how do we tell this to the people
"mujhe nahin lagata ki main aakhiree saans tak jinda rah paoonga, tumhaare bina unaka kya kaam hai " I don't think i can live till my last breath , what are those without you
WHAT HAPPENDS TO THE POET when he completes to tell the story ??? does he live eternally through the poetry he already wrote or does he vanish just like his words
my tears will confess you my smiles will confess you my thoughts will confess you each and every particle of my existence will confess "THE STORY OF YOU"
All the things that were left unsaid. what does they ****? the words of free will just like the tears that never cross the bridges of the eyes all the memories of drowning and never learning never to swim
with tears rolling down my cheek i understood that "they may want you be the happiest in your life but you will neve be their first priority" and this hit me hard...