I cared for you and you cared for a careless somebody,
Whom was known as unknown. I
Was stuck at the middle of frustration being scared of the type of love
I breath. I have being so quit and terrified about the love that burst these dreams of mine that I had, If I could grant you one thing in life it would be an ability to
see yourself in my heart through my
eyes. Only then you can understand what
I mean about ****** love, even how strange you seem to be familiar. You forced
me indirectly to take a peek outside the
window during night time to look up in the sky and admire the stars in pairs
of couple form.
Now I contemplate my existence
as an inheritance but a brightest one is not
knettled, a bigger imagination
of a heart break linger daily of ****** love.