In the garden of love ,
she chose a flower with sharpest thorns.
It hurt her but why did she still hold on?

She said," it's just like my incomplete poem, my heart's darkest verse."
"Pain makes it beautiful , forever stuck in
this traverse."

Drifting far away from me
My paper boats~

Holding all those secrets for so long,
I tore every page 📄 making the paper boats.
Every boat filled with Our Memories .
Each boat as a vessel of our past.
It too wanted to be free from the diary of memories that wouldn't last.

All those firsts that I can't forget
But wanting them to vanish from my sight.
Those boats carrying yours whispers,
Saying goodbye and gets lost in the light.

All those memories are sailing away.
Fading like sunsets at the end of day.
Drifting far away from me
My paper boats~

Will you still hold me close if I tried to escape everything?
Or letting go will lead you to a more beautiful destination.

And once our problem becomes unsolvable ,
we must forget about that problem and move ahead towards the solutions of many more.

I never said it
And so did he...
Maybe he's somewhere, thinking about me.
And all the last moments with him
seems like a lie.
It's been an year and still I can't deny.
Deny the fact that I  can't see myself
with someone new.
But wait, we never dated so why?
Maybe everything I've felt,you felt that too.
But this 'maybe' makes me feel so blue.
Why do I hope that you smile when u think of me?
Just like the way I do crazily.
But I never said it ,
And never let my feelings rain .
Maybe next time until we meet again...