Mending cracks that never formed, Grasping treasures never torn. Silenced words that stayed unseen, Lifeless eyes now softly gleam. Yet..., Scents of fate - a breath forsaken, Drifting high yet left to harden, Threads of lives left unentwined, Dreams to nightmares, hearts confined. . . . Overthought yet truths still spoken, Chasing love that stayed unbroken.
"Things are lost, when overprotected, under the fear of being undeserving"