Never I knew the worth of love
Unless you came into my life
Never I knew the pain of love
Unless you taught me the depth of love
Never I knew the solitude of love
Unless you made me realise the waiting in love
Never ever I knew it is impossible without love
Unless I fell in love with you !

so much to say
violence in head
everyday, I
     say something stupid instead

So much to say
bracing the salt-waves
that skin me more red
       I bend over laughing because I'm so brave

I stare at the moon,
But it don’t tell me what to do.
I glare at the stars of the night,
But all they do is flash in my eyes.
I wish to touch the clouds,
I wonder would they make a sound.
Because lately my nights have been regular,
Just myself & whatever else lies out in Nebula.

I stand on your doom,
I still don’t know what to do.
My Heart vs My Mind, like planets,
They're pulling me away from you.
My single mistake seems to have altered the course of our love & in breaking my heart, it has given yours the freedom I promised you many moons ago.

So I stare at the moon,
But it don’t tell me what to do.
Slumber into my bed,
Resting a battle between my chest & my head.
A star will soon
Come crashing into my room,
& if this conflict, like a planet,
Pulls me away from Ruth.
I’ll still remember you.

My re
Fridge ger
Rator has been out for years
The light that is and if
I wasn't to say anythin
G to anybody for years
No one would notice after

fake people are a waste of time

Black roses and bare rigid trees;
Frozen towns and corrupted policies –
All the aspects that you want me to see,
Contrary to what I know -
To what I believe -
You see depths of darkness and indifference beneath,
But you have yet to convince me
That such an idea can be true,
Because all I have ever seen is you:

A chaotic work of art, with a defining balance of beauty and formality.

And maybe it’s taking you many years to see what I see,
But one day I’ll succeed in making you believe,
That a world without you – life without you -
Every imperfect, complicated and profound,
Delicate and stunningly beautiful, part of you –
Is a world that is further away from redemption,
And a life hardly worth living.

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And I’m ready to jump, I’m ready to swing.

Maybe these feelings of the past
Which we say then cannot last can
In the dreams of dead "said"
They will come ofcourse