Like the colours of butterfly wings stick to flowers blooming... Same way your presence had sticked around me ever since u left.... But guess what?? It improves the beauty of my petals... It enhances the feel of my fragrance.. Whenever the breeze go through.... I feel like its u.... Not the one who simply left... But the one who gave me the value of being priceless...
Just a little doll Wrapped in blankets, Dark lashes Pillowed on milky skin, Still warm to the touch. Only white lips And eyes, Not quite closed, Giving lie To the belief That you're sleeping. Be at peace little man. Be at peace.
You are a hand in need... You are the breath I breathe... Your are the bird soul of sky... Who taught me how to fly... When I was all alone.. You came like precious stone... Though we might never meet.. Though we might never have it... The bond we share.... The way you care... I always did.. I always will.. Love u like my first indeed.....
M glad with what u gave me through... But don't act like u did me a favour.. Dear life.. I have paid for every breath I took... Sometimes with laugh.. Sometimes with tears.. Sometimes feeling safe... Sometimes with fear... Sometimes being simple.. Sometimes being rude... I agree I am not good enough, Dear life.. But I won't accept it as a favour from u...