Even today I'm writing about you.
Your face is like a poetry.
When you blink your eyes it looks like heavens doors are calling me. And your lips like a hari which only a sea can kiss and I wana be that one.
Even river gets thirsty when you yank your hair.
Even air gets pure when you breath them. If my heart beat has a sound then its completely like your earrings whisper. And your eyes that has a different world where I just wana be a part of or just a bright star to give you gloss when your life gets dark.